KaptainSarcasm's 15 best shoujo-ai Sailor Moon fanfic moments!
Gather around, my friends, and I'll tell you a tale. A tale of a high school lesbian who loved to read shoujo-ai fanfiction on www.shoujoai.com and decided to make an archive of her favourite Sailor Moon fanfic moments. If you hadn't already guessed, that high school lesbian is none other than me, KaptainSarcasm. Understanding that this award pretty much means nothing to any of the authors who wrote them because I am no one of high standing, without further ado, I give you: The 15 Best Shoujo-Ai Sailor Moon Fanfic Moments!
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15 Author: Desslok
Eventually, however, nothing remained but to get to it. It had
started with simple text, stream of consciousness writing,
capturing mostly questions and exclamations. "Why?" "Why today?"
"Am I crazy?" "What gives her the right?" "Is she right?"
Cathartic as they might be, such ramblings were not very conducive
to systematic analysis, so Ami changed tactics: lists, bulleted
and prioritized, summarizing the salient points, the timeline of
recent events, identifying key issues and questions.
*Studying at i.c.p
With the issues identified, the timeline clarified, and the
questions posed, Ami had proceeded along the natural lines of
self-analysis: tables and charts, pros and cons, names and
speculations. Who knew? Makoto, surely, but that was
impossible. Rei? Maybe, but why would she tell? Usagi? Usagi
was very perceptive, very nosy truth be told, but she wouldn't
either, would she? Minako? There was no way. Who else was there
who knew her, who might have guessed?
Ami shook her head and decided to drop that line of inquiry for
the moment. Maybe some distance would bring clarity or
inspiration. Unfortunately, that left the more difficult issue.
True, she had given it a cursory examination the other night,
after she'd left Makoto with a soft kiss. Ami now realized that,
in her excitement and anticipation, she'd failed to adequately
consider all sides of the issue at hand. The very fact that she'd
neglected to consider her mother's reaction amply demonstrated the
depth of that failure. Failure was not a concept with which Ami
was either familiar or comfortable.
So, with a deep breath, she scrolled up to the list of factors for
consideration. The more salient ones stood out for her perusal:
external reactions (family, friends, society), impact on existing
relationships (mom, dad, other senshi), potential risks (breakup,
ostracization, unrequited feelings, condemnation), impact on
future plans (normal life, social standing, children,
professional/career), moral/ethical issues. The list went on and
on. Some items were easily disposed of, others were far more
sticky.
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14 Author: Alithea
"Well yes of course I am, but not just as a future doctor Makoto", a
cool breeze called from the kitchen. Again Ami emerged from the
kitchen with a plate of eggs and potatoes. She sat down across from
her friend and began to eat small little bites. "Eat", she said
looking over at her friend. "It worries me that you feel you have to
push yourself so hard. What are you fighting?"
The question felt like a storm. It hit the thunder goddess like one of
her own electrically filled attacks. She took a weary bite of her food
and searched for an answer. A million things flew through her mind,
'I'm fighting you. I'm fighting myself; I'm fighting desire because
it's being so cruel. I'm fighting destiny because I want some choices
to be my own. I'm fighting...I'm fighting because...because...' If she
was trembling she didn't realize it Makoto looked over at her friend,
electricity sparking in her eyes. "I fight so much it's hard to say
exactly what it is I'm fighting. I think the question becomes 'why do
i fight' rather quickly�don't you? I fight because it's all I've ever
done. All I've ever had to do. I...I...I don't know how to stop. I
know only how to bury it...but the funny thing then becomes that I
start fighting within myself."
Icy blue eyes sighed sadly and Ami got up from her seat and stepped
over towards her best friend. "I want you to look at me"; Ami said
voice awash in the warmth of winter. She put her cool hand on Makoto's
face drawing her emerald green eyes upwards. "I want you to take a
deep breath."
Makoto did as she was told.
"Now let it out", Ami whispered the command softly.
Again the green-eyed senshi did as she was told. Her heartbeat like a
drum, sounding the call of want and begging the girl to just give in.
Makoto fought it. She fought it hard.
"I don't want you to hold back anymore Mako. I want you to let go";
Ami whispered dropping any and all formalities. The blue haired girl
bent down a bit both hands on Makoto's warm face and kissed her. She
pulled away. "I don't want you to fight this anymore", Ami whispered
and then locked Makoto in another kiss. A kiss deeper and more
meaningful than the one before.
She could have died. Right there and then in the soft winter kiss her
friend had so gracefully bestowed upon her. Makoto stood up, still in
the binds of a winter's kiss, and wrapped her arms gently around Ami's
waist. And the two just stood like that for what seemed an eternity.
Finally Ami slid out of the kiss and Makoto looked down at her eyes
swimming in electric tears.
"Oh what are you doing to me", Makoto whispered she fell back into the
chair she had been sitting in and began to sob.
Ami walked behind the chair and wrapped her arms around Makoto's neck.
She kissed her cheek and whispered, "Stopping you from fighting."
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13 Author: Crawlspace
After hearing this, Rei volunteered them for clean-up, mostly as
an excuse to get Ami alone and ask if she was all right. Thinking it
would make the other girl feel better about having to leave, Rei
offered to stay the night in her place.
�Grandpa won�t have a problem with it,� said Rei as she stood on
tiptoe to return the box of crackers to the top shelf. �So don�t look
so worried, Ami. She�ll be okay without you for one night.�
The dishes Ami had been holding clattered hard against the bottom
of the sink. Rei turned around to see Ami gripping the edge of the
sink so hard her knuckles were turning white. Her head was bowed and
Rei had to strain to hear her when she spoke.
�But I don�t want her to be okay without me,� said Ami softly.
�I want to be the one who takes care of her. I know it�s selfish, and
I should just be glad she�s all right and not begrudge her the few real
friends she has. I can�t help it, though. I want her to be mine, and
only mine.�
Rei came up behind Ami and laid a hand on her shoulder. Giving
it a light squeeze, she said gently, �It�s okay to want that, Ami. It
doesn�t mean you�re being selfish. But if you think it does, then I
give you permission to be selfish tonight.�
Ami�s grip loosened just a bit, and Rei saw a single tear run
down her cheek. �Why did she do it, Rei?� asked Ami, her voice quiet
and sad. �She wasn�t alone. We were there. *I* was there. So why
did she do it?�
Rei could only shrug, not having an answer and not thinking it
would matter even if she did.
Releasing her grip on the sink, Ami looked from the miko and
moved several steps away. She turned back to Rei, her arms wrapped
tightly around herself. �I hate her for it sometimes,� said Ami, a
slight quiver to her words. �I hate her for feeling like she�s alone
when we�ve been here, when I�ve been here, for so long. I hate her for
going to someone who didn�t care for her at all and giving herself to
him when I�ve done nothing but care for her without asking for anything
in return. I hate that I have to see him everyday. I hate him for not
loving her, her for not loving me or wanting me the way I do her, and
myself for not being able to stop.�
Ami�s words petered off into a hitched sob. Rei went over to her
and put her arms around her as all the tears Ami had kept bottled up
began to fall. At a loss for real words, Rei made soft noises at the
smaller girl like those one would make to a frightened child.
�I love her so much,� said Ami after several seconds. �Sometimes
when I look at her I forget how to breathe because of how she makes me
feel.�
�I know, Ami,� said Rei gently as she lightly stroked a hand over
Ami�s hair.
Ami shook her head and pulled away from Rei�s embrace. Swiping
at her tears with the back of her hand, she said, �No, you don�t,
because it isn�t just her anymore. I want Bug, too. I can almost
imagine what it will feel like to hold him or what he�ll look like when
he�s sitting on the kitchen floor banging on her pots and pans with a
wooden spoon. And I can imagine what it�s going to feel like the day
someone takes them away from me.� Ami�s eyes closed tightly as she
wrapped her arms back around herself. �It hurts, Rei. It hurts,� she
cried quietly.
There wasn�t anything Rei could say to this. None of the false
assurances that first sprang to her mind would help and would likely
cause more damage if spoken. So she simply stood and allowed Ami to
lean on her and let out as much of the pain as she could.
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12 Author: Jessica Welch
"Koko baby. I think we need to have a little talk ok angel?" Makoto had
a tight smile on her face. The sweetness of her voice carried an
undertone of animosity.
"Sure thing," Minako smiled again hoping her cuteness would remove the
underlying hostility from Makoto's tone. She knew the brunette was
acting overly nice on purpose. She liked to play with people's mind
like that, barely detectable sarcasm that made you wonder if you
imagined it, or you were going to get the worst bitch-out ever.
"I decided something today love of my life. I decided that I'm going to
go on strike. This house is now spotless. I want it kept that way. And
I want it kept that way by you. I refuse to do anymore house work. You
might enjoy living like a pig but I will not tolerate it any longer,
nor will I pick up after you any longer. I am not your maid, I am your
girlfriend, and I would like to be treated as such. So I'm going on
strike until you clean up your act, so to speak."
Minako smiled at her stormy warrior. "Ok."
Makoto continued as if she hadn't heard. "I'm serious about this. I'm
not doing a single chore. It's your responsibility."
Minako nodded, "I understand."
"I'm not going to do the dishes, I'm not going to pick up your
clothes."
Minako kept nodding her head letting Mako rant. She knew when the
taller girl was in this state she wouldn't stop until she felt the
point was beaten through a six foot thick concrete wall. It became
redundant at times but it was best to let her run her course. All Mina
needed to do was nod and smile and soon they could move on to other
more pleasant things. She had really good intentions about keeping up
her end of the work. And she really did feel bad about making Makoto
feel like a maid. She would try her best.
Once Makoto was convinced Mina would pull her own weight she cooked
dinner. Minako rinsed the dishes after they were finished. When they
went to bed she put her clothes in the laundry basket. When they woke
up for school the next morning she even made the bed.
This lasted for a little more than two weeks before the love goddess
began falling back into her old routine. "Why do I have to pick up my
clothes if I'm just going to wear them again tomorrow. When I put them
on in the morning they'll be off the floor."
"Because they don't belong on the floor. For one they'll get wrinkled
and you'll just have to iron them, for two Artemis will shed on them ,
and for three I wake up earlier than you and I always trip over them in
the morning."
"Well it gives me a good excuse to put the iron to work. Artemis has
white fur so it doesn't show up on my fuku shirt and I make sure its on
top of my skirt. And you should try walking with your eyes open in the
morning."
Makoto wasn't going to argue with her and her twisted logic. She had a
love hate relationship with it. Most of the time it was adorable how
the blonde processed information and came to conclusions. Other times
it was infuriating, like now. "I came off of strike too early. You were
doing so good before. Now you're idea of cleaning is stuffing the dirty
stuff where you can't see it. Have you looked under our bed lately?
Have you tired to find shoes in the closet? It's impossible with the
amount of dirty clothes and junk you've thrown in there to save time."
"I'll clean it later."
"You say that every time Mina. How much later is later?"
"When I'm in the mood."
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11 Author: Evil Eric
"She is an inspiration to us all," said the woman. "Hers is a heart
that is capable of so much pain, but so much love as well."
Tomoe was crying again, but this time they were tears of joy.
"Would you like to see where all her strength comes from?" said the
woman, obscured by the mist.
Tomoe nodded. He knew she couldn't see him, but she seemed to get his
response anyway.
The mists shifted again, and Tomoe saw young Hotaru again. He saw her
sitting in a park, her hat blown away by the wind. A little pink-haired
girl picked it up and handed it back to her. And that was when things
began to change.
He saw Hotaru and the other girl inside his house, talking to him. He
was possessed at the time, but he vaguely remembered meeting the other
girl.
He saw Hotaru and the pink-haired girl growing closer and closer. The
other girl mourned the most when Hotaru was turned into a baby, but
there was still a spark of hope...and it grew into a fire of passion.
He saw Hotaru as she was today, holding the pink-haired girl close in a
loving embrace.
Time passed, and they kissed.
Time passed, and they stood together in dresses of the purest white,
surrounded by celebrating people.
Time passed, and they were together at the heart of the city of crystal.
"My little girl...is in love?"
"Very much...and it is a love that will last for a thousand years..."
Tomoe felt as if a weight had been lifted from his heart, and as he
pressed his head back against his bed, the mist of time disappeared.
The green-haired woman stood there, watching him, a serene expression on
her face. "This is what you wanted to know?"
"Yes," he said. "My Hotaru...she's happy."
"Yes," said the woman. "She's happy."
"Then I can die happy too," Tomoe said.
The woman did not try to stop him as he reached out and pulled the IV
cord from his wrist. His breathing became slower and slower, until his
chest did not rise or fall anymore. The instruments that had been
reading his heartbeat began to buzz.
By the time the doctors and nurses arrived, he was already gone, and
there was no one else in his room.
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10 Author: Crawlspace
As it turned out, Slumber Party Setsuna was a lot like Rest of
the Time Setsuna. She claimed the couch as her bed while the rest of
the girls found spots on the floor.
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9 Author: Erica Friedman
Michiru looked away.
"Were you?"
"Yes." Michiru ground out the word. "Yes and now I�m paying for it."
"Have I made you feel that way?"
"No."
"Then what�s changed?"
The silence between them filled the room. Michiru took a deep breath
and looked closely at Haruka. Tousled hair, deep eyes full of concern,
she was so beautiful�
"I�ve changed." Michiru�s voice was hard again.
"You don�t want those things now?" Haruka sounded sad. "Because ever
since we�ve worked together, it�s been as if you don�t want to be near
me."
"It�s not that!" Michiru couldn�t stop herself. "It�s not that � it�s
exactly the opposite. I want to be near you, I want to be with you,"
she could feel the tears slipping down her cheek, "I want to be with
you." She said, as the tears took over.
Haruka stood and walked over to Michiru, putting her arms around the
smaller woman.
Sniffling, Michiru pushed herself out of Haruka�s embrace. "No, it�s
no good. We really shouldn�t work together."
Haruka looked distinctly annoyed. "Why the hell not? Didn�t you just
say you wanted to be together?" She turned away angrily. "Am I missing
something?"
Michiru wiped her eyes. "No, oh gods. Haruka." Her tone of voice was
sharp enough to make the blonde spin in place, to find Michiru
standing directly behind her.
The green-haired woman reached up and slid her hands along Haruka�s
jaw, until she cupped her head. Standing on her toes, and pulling
Haruka down, Michiru let her lips linger lightly on Haruka�s, then
pressed them together. Sadly, she released Haruka, and turned away.
"That�s why we can�t be together, Haruka. Because of that."
Haruka closed her mouth with a snap. She felt the first giggle inside
and managed to choke it down, but the second one was too strong. Her
laughter was rough and a little hysterical, but it was laughter.
Michiru turned to stare, while the blonde fell into convulsive fits of
chuckles and snorts.
"And how is that funny?" Michiru asked coldly.
Haruka had herself under control now, with only the occasional snigger
interrupting. "Michiru, look at me."
Michiru did, but did not speak.
"When you said you wanted a ride in my car, I thought you were just
another giggling girl fan. Even after we started to work together � I
never thought you�" Haruka�s face became serious. "I�m sorry. I didn�t
realize that you were going through the same thing I was."
Michiru�s mind raced. "The same thing? Then�"
Haruka laughed again. "I wear men�s clothing, I bike, I race cars and
I sprained my ankle watching your legs in a fight." Michiru looked
startled at that last statement. "What kind of person did you think I
was?" Haruka continued, smiling.
Michiru colored slightly. "I didn�t think that far into it. I just
assumed�"
Haruka took Michiru�s hands in her own. "I�m sorry. I just assumed
too." They squeezed each other�s hands tightly.
"Really?" Haruka smiled down at Michiru. "You really never thought
about it? Be honest."
Michiru�s face flushed completely. "Of course I did. It�s just that �
it�s not something you ask someone, is it?"
"No." Haruka�s voice was soft. "No, it�s not."
Michiru looked up at her, only to find Haruka leaning down. Almost
shyly, Michiru touched Haruka�s face, then brought her lips to meet
the other woman�s.
A sweet kiss, everything a kiss should be. They parted with a sigh.
Haruka slipped an arm around Michiru�s waist and pulled the shorter
woman close.
"We have to stop the Silence." The blonde�s voice was grim.
"Yes."
"Before today, I had a destiny. You know what I mean? It was bigger
than I am � a *DESTINY*. But now it�s different, I don�t give a hoot
about my destiny right now. I have a purpose." Haruka squeezed
Michiru, then pulled away. "I have to stop the Silence, so that one
day we can be together."
Michiru stepped back and nodded gravely. "Until we stop the Silence
and find the Talismans, we don�t have time for love." She sighed.
"But, Haruka, one day, when this is all over � we will be together,
right?"
"Yes. I promise."
"Until then," and Michiru smiled, brightly. "I get to tease, right?"
She slipped her arm through Haruka�s and flipped her hair back.
"Hunh," Haruka snorted. "Like I could stop you."
They laughed.
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8 Author: Shanejayell
Ami sipped her drink slowly, and smiled at Rei. "I'm glad you've taken
this so well," Ami said as she looked around the room. Rei laughed.
Rei said with a rueful smile "It's not so bad. To be honest, I think
we were imagining something worse as we walked up that hallway." Ami
raised her eyebrow, looking interested. "I mean... oh, hell. I though
you were after a married man." Rei confessed with a sigh.
Ami just gaped at her a minute, her mouth hanging open, making Rei
blush. Then she broke out laughing, pointing with a shaking finger
while choking out "Married man?!" Rei just sighed again. "Married
woman, maybe," Ami said, chuckling, "but not a man!"
"You were being so mysterious." Rei said shrugging. "And speaking of
mysterious, who is the lucky lady you have a crush on?" Rei asked
suddenly as she looked around the room.
Ami gazed at Rei steadily, watching the play of light in the
highlights of her hair. "You," Ami said quietly, without thinking
about it. Rei turned to her slowly, eyes wide. ‘The cat's out of the
bag now,' Ami thought as she smiled wryly, and spoke louder, "It's
you." She shrugged and smiled.
"You're not joking, are you?" Rei asked Ami quietly. Ami just shook
her head, no, too scared to even speak.
"I'm sorry," Ami managed to choke out, but Rei just smiled at her,
putting her hand on Ami's comfortingly.
"No, I'm sorry." Rei said quietly but forcefully. She looked at Ami
with those piercing eyes, saying "I haven't treated you very well,
have I?" She suddenly blushes, remembering how she changed in front of
her this morning.
"You didn't know." Ami said, smiling at her tentatively. "Would you
like something to drink?" Ami changed the subject, and headed for the
lineup at the bar. Rei's eyes followed her as she left, her thoughts
whirling.
Ami carried the drinks over and placed them down on the table, and
taking a seat. "I'm not quite sure how I feel, Ami, " Rei said
quietly, looking down at the table. "I've known you for such a long
time, and I'm definitely not used to thinking about you in a sexual
way." she continued, blushing. Ami opened her mouth to speak, and Rei
shushed her. "But I care a lot for you, and today I realized that it
may not just be friendship."
Ami's eyes widened. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" she
asked softly.
"I'm still up in the air, Ami." Rei cautioned her. "But I'd like to
find out. Would you like to go out with me on a date?"
Ami laughed softly. "Not like today, please!" she said dramatically.
The two shared a laugh over the day's events. "How about I take you
out to dinner, we do some dancing, and see what develops?" Ami
suggested hopefully.
"I'd like that." Rei said smiling.
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7 Author: Michael Treiber
Megumi was nearly speechless.
"You...you not only let your daughter associate with people like
that...you actually approve?"
A bit confused, Kethry asked
"Why wouldn't I be? They're wonderful people, and good role models for
Ami. Michiru is a concert violinist, and Haruka's a champion
sportswoman. My daughter could model herself after a lot of worse
people."
"But...what if Ami picked up their ways?"
Kethry was even more confused now.
"What do you mean, their ways?"
Ami was embarrassed speechless, and Sakura was having trouble holding
in laughter.
"What if she becomes...a lesbian?"
Ami felt like there were a fist of ice clenching her heart, as Megumi
said the last as if it were so vile a thought that she could barely
speak it, but her sister just smiled at her daughter and said,
"What's so bad about that? Haruka and Michiru really seem to make each
other happy. And if Ami found someone who could do that for her, male
or female, I would welcome them into my family with open arms."
Even though her aunt just grumbled through the rest of dinner, Ami
felt as if not only the fist had unclenched itself from her heart, it
had left wings in its place.
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6 Author: Sailor Doc
As if in answer, the tiny thumps returned with vigor, causing a
delighted smile to cross her features.
'I wonder if Makoto's right and he really does recognize my voice,'
she mused as Mako released her hand and shifted onto her back,
covering the previously exposed area, but revealing another, slightly
larger one.
Just as Ami started to miss seeing the tiny bumps from her playful
son, she saw them again, this time from under the newly exposed area.
'Hm-m-m,' her tired, yet still agile mind thought. 'I wonder if he
can see the light, and that's what's got him going?'
Turning off the lamp, Ami reached into the bedside drawer and removed
a small penlight, then scooted down in the bed next to Makoto's belly.
With a quick glance upward, Ami confirmed that her lover was still
asleep and seemed comfortable. Taking a deep breath, Ami raised the
penlight and flashed it over the exposed skin on Mako's tummy. As she
watched intently in the dim light from the window, a gentle tap hit
exactly where she had shown the light! With a grin of delight, Ami
unconsciously held her breath and tried again. Once again, a tiny tap
hit the area she had flashed! Deciding to challenge her new discovery,
Ami carefully exposed more of Makoto's stomach, and flashed a
different area. Sure enough, a small 'thump' appeared at the same
spot she had lighted! Enchanted, Ami continued her game, trying
different areas, always with the same result. One flash here. Another
here. Two more over there.
'Whoa! Okay, he had to have used his foot for that one,' Ami
concluded after one particularly difficult test.
Losing all track of time, she added flashes, as many as three, and
always the thumps hit right where she had shown her light. After
several minutes of this delightful game, she began to get the feeling
she was being watched. Looking up, she found her eyes captured by the
knowing, gentle gaze of her partner.
"Are you two having fun yet?" Makoto asked sleepily. Smiling, she
reached forward to run her fingers softly through Ami's hair.
"I'm sorry, love," Ami said, her guilty conscious kicking itself into
high gear. "Did I wake you up?" she asked, though the answer was
pretty obvious. "I really didn't mean to."
"It's okay," Makoto said as she watched the way Ami's blue locks
sifted through her fingers. Ami's eyes closed in pleasure as she let
herself get lost in the wonderfully relaxing aura she felt surrounding
her as Makoto continued to caress her hair. "Just what did you call
what you were doing anyway?" Makoto asked as she let her fingers drift
over Ami's right cheek.
After taking a moment to think about it, Ami opened her eyes and,
smiling at her lover, answered rather simply:
"I was playing with my son."
Unbidden, tears sprang to Makoto's eyes as she felt the depth of the
love within her almost as if it were a physical presence lodged within
the center of her chest, as surely as her heart was.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, she whispered, "He's missed you,
you know."
"Yeah, I've missed him too," Ami said, stroking the rounded tummy of
her love, "but not quite as much as I've been missing you. Are you
okay?" she asked, gently leaning her cheek against Makoto's swollen
side.
"I'm fine," Makoto said, regaining her composure. "Really," she
reassured her lover. "I'm just, I don't know...tired of being tired
all the time, I guess. Tired of feeling bloated and fat and clumsy,
and..."
"Sh-h-h-h. Enough of that," Ami said as she hastily scooted up to the
head of the bed to wrap her frustrated partner in her arms. "I guess
I've really been negligent in my duties if you've started feeling this
way."
"The facts are the facts," Makoto said, even as she cuddled against
her smaller partner. "I'm as big as a house, I eat all the time I'm
not sleeping, which isn't very often, and I'm as graceful as an
elephant trying to perform 'Swan Lake'. You make the call."
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5 Author: Desslok
Ami shook her head, squeezing Makoto's hand. "I'll be fine,
Mako-chan, you don't need to do that. Besides, you need to rest
up for your big game tomorrow. I just know you'll win."
Makoto frowned, obviously more than ready to dispense with the
game entirely if Ami needed her.
Ami reassured her again, "I'm fine. You've already helped me
more than you know." She looked down at their joined hands,
lightly stroking Makoto with her thumb. "You know, it's funny.
We haven't even kissed yet, but I feel like we've been dating for
weeks, if not years."
Makoto dropped her eyes, suddenly shy, but resisted the urge to
pull her hand back. Ami reinforced that decision by grasping it
with her other hand, now caressing it with both thumbs. "I... I
know what you mean, Ami-chan. Part of me thinks we have so much
to talk about, but another part wonders why, when we both already
know." Cautiously, she raised her gaze back to Ami's.
Ami reached out slowly and dusted some flour off of Makoto's
shoulder, then brushed a stray lock of hair off of her face,
letting her fingers linger on the nape of her neck. Closing her
eyes and taking a deep breath, she pulled her hand back to join
the other, holding Makoto's captive. "I've still got one thing
to take care of, Mako-chan," Ami tentatively told her.
This time, Makoto offered a reassuring smile and squeeze. "Your
mother. That's not going to be easy, Ami-chan. Are you sure you
want to?"
"I do. I think I can. I hope I can," Ami sighed.
She seemed so suddenly vulnerable that Makoto wanted nothing more
than to wrap her in her arms and take her far away from
everything. Instead, she did the only thing she could think to
do, to offer up the kind of support that she knew her love would
need. "Ami-chan, you've been my best friend for so long now that
it's like you've become a part of me. My best friend, and so
much more. I will always be here for you, no matter what she
says or does, no matter what anyone thinks." Her tongue faltered
at the last, as her heart leapt from her chest and caught it up.
She willed the tears to stop, but didn't expect to succeed.
"Hey Kino! Break's over and you're needed back in the kitchen!"
Tetsuo informed her, passing by with a full tray of dishes,
obviously too preoccupied to notice her situation.
Ami grasped Makoto's hand tightly and then reluctantly let go.
"You should go, I don't want you to get in trouble. Thank you.
I think that's just what I needed."
Makoto struggled to get a hold of herself, forcing both tears and
heart back to their places. She felt exposed and incomplete, as
if she was waiting for something.
Rising from the table and slipping her jacket on, Ami crossed
over to Makoto and leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"I love you."
Her lips paused briefly to place a surreptitious kiss on
Makoto's earlobe before she rose again. More loudly she said,
"I'll see you tomorrow!"
Makoto stared at Ami in ecstatic disbelief. Just before the
young girl left, she managed to catch her eye.
"I love you" she mouthed silently.
For the rest of her shift, she saw nothing else but the smile
with which Ami had responded to her message and heard nothing
else but those three words which had changed her life forever.
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4 Author: Erica Friedman
Usagi met her gaze evenly, although there was a definite pinkness to her
cheeks. "Yes, I know what you mean." Haruka bit back a nervous laugh.
The younger woman closed her eyes, and relaxed back into her seat. Haruka
watched her surreptitiously for a moment, then increased her speed around
a particularly sharp turn. This time Usagi let the car move her,
conforming herself to its motion, and remained relaxed in her seat. Haruka
grinned, shifted into a higher gear and laid the accelerator down. This
was her element, the road before her, a good motor under her hands�the
wind whipped through her short hair and for a few minutes, Haruka forgot
anything but the feel of the road, the connection between her and the
wheel under her gloved hands.
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3 Author: Crawlspace
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2 Author: Bill K.
"Hi, sleepyhead," Michiru grinned. "How do you feel?"
"Weak," Haruka sighed. She was silent for a few moments, like she
was remembering the crash. "The last thing I remember is seeing the
wall come up on me so fast. How bad is it?"
"Not as bad as it could have been," Michiru told her. "You gave
us all a scare for a while. But you'll be up and leering at the nurses
soon enough."
"Sorry if I worried you," Haruka whispered.
"You didn't do it on purpose," Michiru replied, gliding her
fingertips over Haruka's lips. Haruka kissed them lightly.
"I'm so glad you got through it, Haruka," Usagi said.
"Hey, Dumpling," Haruka whispered, noticing the dark circles under
Usagi's eyes. "My two favorite ladies are here. So did you use up
every tissue in the place?"
"Ohhhhh!" wailed Usagi and the torrent burst forth anew.
"Better call the nurse," Haruka smiled weakly to Michiru.
"They're going to have to change the sheets pretty soon if she keeps up
like that."
"Be nice," smirked Michiru, gently swatting Haruka's arm.
"How's the car?" Haruka breathed weakly.
"From what I understand, they're picking it up a piece at a time
with tweezers."
"Damn! That car was just beginning to run right, too. Next time,
I'll have to . . ." and Haruka glanced at her lover when she sensed
Michiru tense. The blonde expelled a guilty sigh. "I'm sorry. You
know I have to go back to it, don't you?"
"I know," Michiru said calmly, though tears began to form around
the edges of her eyes. "It's something you need to do. I understand
need. Don't worry about me. I promised to walk at your side down
whatever path you took. I don't break my promises."
"Even if I end up right back here again?" Haruka asked. "Or
worse?"
"I think the phrase is 'until death do us part' in the English
ceremony."
"I'll try to be careful," Haruka murmured.
"I'll try not to worry too much," Michiru said. She placed her
hand in Haruka's and felt her lover's hand squeeze ever so slightly.
"OH THAT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!" wailed Usagi and began crying anew.
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1 Author: Desslok
"Ikuko-mama did not wake up this morning," she said in a steely
voice. Everyone gasped. Some sobbed or began to cry openly.
Usagi stood grimly, tears welling her eyes. "You all, and Mamo-
chan and Usagi, are my family now. We have a job to do so that
not one person more than we can avoid need suffer similar
losses." She smiled wanly at her friends. "I will need you all
to do this, just as I've always needed all of you to win any
battle. I will need all of your power, for we have a very large
area to cover. I know I can count on you."
"Oh Usagi," Rei whispered weakly through her tears. Ikuko had
been the closest thing she had had to a mother.
Usagi laid a hand gently on Rei's shoulder, shaking her head
lightly. "There is only one Usagi now," she said, her tears
flowing freely.
Rei nodded, understanding immediately. The world would never
again be the same from this day forward. Taking Minako's hand in
her own, she slid from the sofa to the floor, onto one knee.
Ami, Makoto, then Haruka, Michiru, Setsuna, and Hotaru all
followed suit. Luna and Artemis dropped their heads respectfully
as well. "Queen Serenity," they all whispered in unison.
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Title: Best Friends
Chapter: 9
Reason/Explination: Ami is going through a lot of emotional turmoil after an encounter with Makoto where they almost kissed, but Ami's mother paged her just before they did. This snippet shows Ami's true logical nature to an almost comical degree, portraying Ami's desperate attempts to make herself rationalize the irrational. Not to mention, someone has tipped off to Ami's mother that she and Makoto may be having an intimate relationship! Oh dear.
Moment:
Ami stared at the computer screen. She rationalized the size of
the columns in her table, added a layer of thickness to the border
around the outside, shaded the top row and leftmost column. She
did everything but read what she'd written, everything but think
about what it had meant. For some people, thoughts entered and
left their heads at such a dizzying pace that it was impossible to
keep up. For others, perhaps thoughts never entered in the first
place; they simply lived by instincts and emotions. Ami, however,
could not comprehend the concept of an 'empty head.' So much to
consider, so much to review and analyze, it was only natural that
she should use state of the art technology to organize herself.
'This computer is about 15 months past 'state of the art'', she
thought in yet another brilliant diversionary tactic.
*S.K. arrives, asks about M
*Awareness of disharmony
*U.R. arrives, then leaves
*Visit to Rei, improvement
*Dinner w/friends, improvement
*School, test, normal
*Dinner w/M ... do I?
*Review of feelings...I think so
*School, normal, anxious, might she?
*Dinner w/M ... I do, she does
*Call from Mother...return
*QT Prep
*QT...appointment..Why? Who???????????
Title: Electric Winter
Reason/Explination: Makoto has been beating up on herself lately, running and biking and staying at the gym until litterally exausted. I like this moment because it really gets across the idea that Makoto is suffering internally, plus I like the way the author uses ice and lightning to represent the charecters.
Moment:
"Ooookay. So I guess the future doctor is very concerned for my
health", Makoto said.
Title: The Cruelty and Fairness of Fate
Chapter: 10
Reason/Explination: This is one of the best damn fanfics out there, and anyone who's read it will agree. It has a really involved plot, but I'll give an overview as best as I can. When everyone but Makoto went away on summer vacation, Makoto was feeling lonely and met this asshole manipulative guy who got her pregnant. He's pretty much gone from the picture at this point, but Ami, who is in love with Makoto and has been for a very long time, is feeling pretty crappy after Makoto wound up in the hospital for over-exertion. I really, really love this part of the fanfic because it shows Ami in one of her most vulnerable positions, and finally lets the reader in on exactly how much she loves Makoto, and that the depth of her feelings extends beyond Makoto and to the baby, "Little Bug." Aw, just read it. It's touching. Really.
Moment:
Usagi�s father came to pick her up not long after Ami returned.
It was then that Ami found an opening to tell them she would be leaving
soon as well.
Title: Living With Minako
Reason/Explination: Mako-chan is scary when she's angry. ^^; What's going on is that, obviously, Minako is living Makoto. She got kicked out of her own house by her parents when they found out about her and Makoto's relationship. As we see here, it isn't all fun and games. One of the things I really like about this is Makoto's terms of endearment. It's funny to imagine this scene, and I think that if it were part of the actual Sailor Moon series, it would fit right into the humor aspect of the series. If that makes any sence. Meh.
Moment:
The blonde bounced in as usual and greeted her tall lover with a hug
and a kiss. "Wow, I see you've been busy today. The place looks great!
You should sit down and rest." She grabbed the dirty cloth from
Makoto's hand and threw it in the sink before leading her to the couch.
They both sat down and Minako flipped on the TV.
Title: Last Wish
Reason/Explination: Professor Tomoe has been hospitalized and he's on his deathbed. He makes a final wish to see his little Hotaru again, and Setsuna is just the girl to grant that wish. I chose to put this on here because it's a great description of Hotaru and her life, plus a little Chibi-Usa/Hotaru on the side. This part of this fanfic is actually what turned me on to Chibi-Usa/Hotaru.
Moment:
"My little girl...she's stronger than I ever could have dreamed she
could be," he said. For as long as he could remember, Hotaru had always
been a weak and sickly child.
Title: The Cruelty and Fairness of Fate
Chapter: 5
Reason/Explination: I'm sorry! I can't help it! I know this is my second one from this fic, but this part was just too good to pass up. I love this scene for the perfect way that Haruka is portrayed as a "father" figure, for her treatment of Hotaru and then for her conversation with Makoto. Plus Michiru as a mother is a plus, too. This is a long "moment" but I wanted to get both the scene with Hotaru in, and the scene with Makoto in, plus the hilarious line about "Slumber Party Setsuna being a lot like Rest of the Time Setsuna." That's the funniest line I've heard in a while.
Moment:
She knew she didn�t have a chance when it was suggested, but
she�d played along anyway. It was just bad luck that the person she
had to race against was Haruka. Even with the handicap she�d been
granted, Ami had still been lapped twice. She didn�t mind, though.
She had Usagi, who was standing at the sink drying the dishes as Ami
washed, to sympathize with her. And the whole idea of a Gran Turismo
death match to determine who would be doing the clean-up had amused
Makoto.
�I wish you guys would let me help,� complained Makoto. She sat
at the breakfast counter, watching as her friends washed the dinner
dishes. �They�re my dishes, after all.�
�You don�t have to,� said Ami as she rinsed off a soapy glass
and handed it to Usagi to dry. �Besides, that�s the last one.�
�I�ve got one more for you,� said Haruka as she came into the
kitchen. In her arms was a drowsy and chocolate covered Hotaru.
Haruka walked over to the sink and set Hotaru on the counter
beside it. �She always winds up wearing half her ice cream,� she said
as she ran warm water over a paper towel.
Hotaru was barely awake, but it was enough for her to turn her
face away and fidget when Haruka brought the towel close to her. �Uhn
uhn� don�t wanna,� said the little girl unhappily.
Haruka�s hand followed Hotaru�s mouth. �Come on, Hotaru. Just
let me get you cleaned up.�
�No. Want Michiru-mama to give me a bath.�
�I�m not giving you a bath,� sighed Haruka. �I just want to get
the chocolate off of you so you don�t get any on the car.�
Hotaru made more unhappy noises as she turned her head to the
other side, away from the wet towel. �It hurts,� she whined as Haruka
made another attempt to get the ice cream off her chin.
�All right,� gave in Haruka, �I won�t wash your face. Let me
see your hands.�
�Uhnnn,� was the sound Hotaru made as she put her hands behind
her back.
Usagi was having a hard time keeping herself from laughing as
the great Tenoh Haruka was being totally frustrated by a tired and
petulant eight-year-old.
�Come on, Hotaru,� said Haruka as she tried to get to Hotaru�s
hands, �stop acting like a baby.�
That did it. Hotaru�s lip trembled and tears filled her half
closed eyes. �I�m not a baby,� she said, her voice hitching.
Haruka bowed her head in total defeat as the tears began to fall.
�Hey, now, don�t cry. I didn�t mean it,� she said calmly as she tried
to pick Hotaru back up.
The little girl wasn�t having any of it. Her voice rose in
pitch as she pushed Haruka�s hands away from her.
Haruka stood where she was and crossed her arms over her chest,
waiting. It was roughly ten seconds before Hotaru, upset that Haruka
hadn�t tried harder to get a hold of her, cried for her papa and put
her arms out to be picked up.
The crying had gotten the attention of everyone in the living
room. Chibi-usa raised her head from the spot she was curled up in on
the couch beside Setsuna. Her eyes blinked sleepily and her mouth
hung open, not awake enough to ask a question.
Setsuna placed a hand gently on Chibi-usa�s head. �Go back to
sleep, Small Lady. There�s nothing to be concerned about.�
The girl didn�t need anymore than that. She was asleep again
before her head hit the cushion.
Rei and Minako looked up from the game they were playing.
�That�s her tired cry,� explained Michiru for them. �I think
she passed her limit about half an hour ago.�
Michiru stood and started towards the kitchen, limping because
of her injured leg. She made it three steps before Setsuna was at her
side, offering support. Michiru smiled her thanks to her friend.
They entered the kitchen with Rei and Minako curious and close
behind them.
�She didn�t want to take a bath,� said Haruka as she swayed
gently with Hotaru.
The child�s cries were down to soft hiccups and her eyes were
nearly closed.
�Trying to bathe her in the sink again, Haruka,� teased Michiru
lightly. �I�d thought you had learned your lesson the last time.�
�What happened?� asked Makoto.
�It was the first time we had her,� said Haruka softly, so she
wouldn�t disturb Hotaru. �I had no idea soapy babies were so slippery.
After that Michiru would always bathe her. Even this time around, she
wouldn�t let anyone else do it.� Haruka grinned. �She�s very
possessive and jealous, you know.�
Michiru made a noise that meant �you�re one to talk� and limped
over to the counter by the sink. Leaning against it, she picked up
the towel Haruka had tried to use earlier and brought it to Hotaru�s
chin. The sleeping child didn�t notice as her face and hands were
wiped clean.
As Michiru set Hotaru�s hand back against Haruka�s shoulder, she
said, �She got your shirt.�
�I have something you can put on that,� spoke up Makoto. �So
the stain doesn�t set.�
Haruka nodded and handed Hotaru off to Setsuna. She followed
Makoto back to the bedroom.
Makoto found a white, button-down shirt similar to the one
Haruka was wearing. A slight blush crept onto her cheeks and she
quickly turned away as the racer casually took her shirt off to
replace it with the one handed to her.
Haruka grinned at the younger girl�s reaction. �Thanks for the
shirt.�
�No problem,� answered Makoto. She coughed lightly. �You can
put Hotaru in here if you guys want to stay a while longer,� she
ventured.
�Thanks,� answered Haruka, �but it�s late. We should really be
going.�
Makoto peeked over her shoulder. Seeing Haruka button the last
of the buttons on the shirt, Makoto turned back to face her.
�Everyone else is staying. Ami was already going to. Rei wants to
stay with Minako because of what happened tonight, and the only way
she can is if they both stay here. And there�s no way Usagi can wake
Chibi-usa up enough to get her home, so they�re stuck here. We could
put the kids in here together so they won�t be disturbed.�
�A slumber party, huh,� said Haruka, amused at the idea. �Why
not? But I get to tell Setsuna.�
An odd image of Setsuna in frilly purple pajamas, cotton between
her painted toes and Michiru doing odd things to her hair popped into
Makoto�s mind. She laughed lightly, wondering what Slumber Party
Setsuna was really like.
Haruka and Usagi put Hotaru and Chibi-usa in Makoto�s bedroom.
Usagi had to struggle with the pink haired little girl, all the while
muttering about dead weight and too many sweets. Her actions belied
her words, however, as she brushed aside Chibi-usa�s bangs and kissed
the girl�s forehead.
As Makoto reached up in the hall closet, Haruka reached over her.
The blonde pulled down the extra pillows Makoto was aiming for and
handed them to her. She then reached up to get the blankets.
�I didn�t want her at first,� said Haruka quietly as she pulled
the blankets off the top shelf.
Makoto looked at the other girl, surprised by the admission.
�Setsuna just showed up with her one day,� went on Haruka, �and
I felt like all my choices were being taken from me. I didn�t want to
be responsible for another person that way. I certainly didn�t want a
child.� She smirked. �And I didn�t want to share Michiru. It amazes
me how much has changed in such a short period of time. Now she�s my
second favorite thing to wake up to.�
�Hotaru�s lucky to have you guys,� said Makoto.
�Some people wouldn�t agree with you,� replied Haruka. �Anyway,
what I�m trying to say is, if you need anything or want to talk, I
understand some of what you�re going through.�
�Thanks,� smiled Makoto.
Title: Ah-un no kokyuu
Reason/Explination: The plot of this one is pretty easy to tell from the dialouge in this, pretty much all that happened before this was that both Haruka and Michiru were having the same problem, not people able to stop looking at each other long enough to get thier breath back. But neither knew the other was interested. In the beginning, Haruka sprains her ankle, which she makes reference to in this snippet. I liked this moment mostly for what Haruka says about all the clues as to her blatant lesbianism. It's just amusing, I guess. ^_^
Moment:
"And were you honest when you told me that you had been following me �
that you wanted a ride in my car?"
Title: Ice on Fire
Chapter: 2
Reason/Explination: Well, in this story, Ami has come to grips with being gay and tells Haruka and Michiru, but no one else. They hook her up with some places to meet women, but Ami is really only interested in Rei. Lots of humerous things happen when Ami is hanging out with Rei one day, the first thing Rei asks her, pretty much, is if Ami has ever been in love, to which Ami replies that she is currently in love but that it was unrequitted. Later that night she leaves to go to one lesbian bar, a very sophisticated place, if I do say so myself. However, Usagi, Minako and Rei all followed her there and Bones, the bouncer, let them in. That's where this snippet picks up. I liked this moment because of how nice that goddam club is, I wish there was a place like that around here. Plus Ami seems very mature in this fanfic, which I like, and this is just a cute scene in general.
Moment:
Usagi had to leave them first, going out to see Mamoru. Minako had
simply not come back after she disappeared to dance and then to parts
unknown along with Bones the bouncer, causing raised eyebrows in the
remaining group, and a certain amount of speculation. Haruka and
Michiru excused themselves once the slow dances started, and Rei and
Ami were finally sitting alone.
Title: Truth of Wood, Beauty of Water
Reason/Explination: This is actually the second story in a series. In the previous story, Makoto and Ami admit thier love for each other and are together. Other things are heppening in this story (mainly that Ami and Mako make a *ahem* video of themselves and are eventually found out), but I liked this part in particular. Any closeted gay or lesbian knows the feeling of ice gripping your heart in fear of what your parents may think of you when they find out, so I definently sympathise with Ami in this one. By the way, Kethry is Ami's mother, Megumi is Ami's (bitchy) aunt, and Sakura is Ami's (equally as bitchy) cousin.
Moment:
"Hmm? Oh yes...Haruka and Michiru...wonderful girls...I'm glad Ami
made friends with them...lovely wedding too. In fact, Ami helped plan
it. I'm really rather surprised that they invited me, but it was a
beautiful ceremony, so I'm not going to look a gift in the mouth!"
Title: Nocturne
Reason/Explination: Nocturn is a very cute little companion piece to Crawlspace's "The Cruelty and Fairness of Fate." It's something of a side-adventure with Ami and Makoto while Makoto is very late into her pregnancy. Ami has been working her little butt off over the past few weeks to get a lot of her work done so she can focus on Miki, the baby, once he is born. I like this piece because it really drills the idea that Ami really wants Miki and considers him her son into you. Plus it's completely WAFFy, and I'm a sucker for WAFF. Last side note on this one, all of Sailor Doc's works are very good, so I suggest reading the whole lot of 'em if you like this one.
Moment:
"Hey, little guy," she said gently as she watched the tiny thumps
against her partners belly. "Did my light wake you up?"
Title: Best Friends
Chapter: 12
Reason/Explination: This is a bit later in the fic than the snippet from #15, but Ami and Makoto are still being slow to get together. However, this is a monumental scene in the fic. Ami goes to visit Makoto at her job working in a restaurant, and the two sit at a table to share a conversation. Ami is about to confront her mother about herself and Makoto and the fact that Urawa Ryo squealed and Makoto is concerned for our favourite blue-haired prodogy. Also, as a side note, Makoto is scheduled for a basketball game against her old friend who's in town and dating Minako. (One of the only origional charecters I've ever liked.) This is another one of those WAFFy moments that I'm oh-so-prone to, but the fact that this is really well-written and detailed puts it high on the list.
Moment:
Nodding in agreement, Makoto asked, "Are you going to be all
right? I might be able to get the rest of the night off." Her
expression betrayed the unlikelihood of that, however.
Title: Dangerous Curves
Reason/Explination: Somehow, Haruka is suckered into giving Usagi driving lessons for her birthday. Along the way to a place where she can teach Usagi without inturruptions, Usagi is being thrown around the car, pretty much, by the twists and turns on the road. Haruka tries to explain to her about how to accept the car and move with it. That's what's going on here. Now, let me tell you something. If I could have put this whole damn fic in here, I would have. This is probably one of the first fanfics I ever read because I wanted insight into how people could ever think Haruka and Usagi could be together. I was pleasently suprised to see that this fic didn't exactly make a believer out of me, mostly because a relationship between them is clearly impossible. I dunno, if you really want to understand what I mean, you have to read the fic.
Moment:
Haruka slowed slightly to be heard over the wind. "Relax. Let the car move
you�just feel the movements of the road beneath you�" her voice slowed,
softening into a slow drawl. "It's like making love, you relax into your
partner, moving with them, getting into the rhythm of their�" She cut off
abruptly, reddening slightly. "I�um�sorry�I forgot, I mean, I assumed�do
youknow what I mean?" Her voice petered out lamely.
Title: The Cruelty and Fairness of Fate
Chapter: 15
Reason/Explination: I know, I know! This is the last one, I promise! >_< I just can't help it. The three moments that I put from this fanfic are seriously some of the best moments ever, so of course they had to make the list. This one in particular practically moved me to tears. Ami and Makoto confront Kaya, Ami's (wonderfully awesome) mother, about Ami moving in with Makoto. Kaya is about to say no, but Ami stands up for herself, something that Kaya has been worried about Ami's lack-of-doing for a long time. Ami's heartfelt speach in this snippet is the most passionate thing I've read in a long time.
Moment:
When they were alone, Kaya looked down to her daughter. The poor
girl looked like she was waiting for the executioner�s ax to fall.
Then Kaya realized that Ami was, in a sense, and it bothered her
greatly to be looked at as the one wielding it.
Without meaning to, Kaya began a slow trek back and forth in
front of her daughter. �I�ve heard what Makoto had to say, and I know
what she wants,� said Kaya. �Now I need to know what you want, Ami.
And I need for you to be completely honest with me.� She stopped
moving and stood with her arms crossed over her chest, not realizing at
all how intimidating it made her seem.
Hands wringing in her lap, Ami looked up at her mother and said
in a small voice, �I want her.� She looked down quickly, her cheeks
warming at an uncomfortable subject. �I love her and want to be with
her. The baby as well. I want them to be part of my family. To do
that, I need to be there with them, but not as a visitor or friend or
even as Mako-chan�s girlfriend. I need to be there all the time, not
just because Mako-chan needs me, but because Miki will also. It still
sounds a bit strange to say this, but it feels right when I do. I need
to be there as a parent, Mom. I can�t do it properly if I�m living
somewhere else.�
�As a parent,� repeated Kaya slowly. Her fingers came up to
pinch the bridge of her nose. �I think I need to sit down,� she said
as she moved unsteadily to the couch.
�Mom, please try to understand,� pleaded Ami.
Kaya looked at her child, a small, gentle smile forming on her
lips. �Sweetheart, I do understand,� she said softly. �I understand
that you love her, and that right now because of that you feel like you
need to be with her every second of every day. I also understand that
the kind of love you feel blinds you to all of someone�s faults and all
of the problems that may come up from becoming involved in a
relationship like this.� Kaya reached over a placed a hand over Ami�s.
�Ami, you�ve only been with her like this for one month. That�s barely
a drop in the bucket compared to the sort of commitment you want to
take on. I�m afraid the two of you don�t fully comprehend that.�
Kaya stood suddenly and began to pace once again. �What you are
suggesting is, essentially, a marriage. It�s hard enough when two
fully grown adults try to make it work. The two of you are still in
high school, and with the baby� It just makes the odds that much worse,
because babies, as much as we may love them, don�t always make things
better. More often than not, they just make things harder.�
Stopping a few feet from Ami, Kaya turned to her daughter. �Now,
understand that I don�t have a problem with you wanting to see each
other. I�m fond of Makoto, and if you�re willing to accept the
situation the way it is, then I won�t try to tell you not to. However,
anything beyond that, at the moment, I can�t agree to. Finish high
school first. Spend some time getting to know each other as a couple
and everything that entails, and if you still want this at that point,
I�ll give you my consent.�
Ami shook her head almost imperceptibly. Then, surprising both
her mother and herself, stood and said, �No.� Taking a breath and
pushing forward before Kaya could recover, Ami went on, �Graduation is
over a year away. The baby is due in three months. I admit that we
may not completely understand what it�s going to be like after he�s
born or what it�s going to be like for us together with him, but we�ll
figure things out. But to do that, I need to be there now.�
�You can still be there, Ami,� returned Kaya, moving a bit closer
to Ami. �I just want you to take a step back and really see the
situation you�re walking into. Give it some time so that you�re
absolutely certain this is what you want so you don�t have any regrets
later on.�
�I�m already certain of what I want,� said Ami, her voice gaining
strength in desperation. �The only regret I could and do have in any
of this is missed time. If I wait until I finish school, an entire
year of Miki�s life will have passed. If someone had told you to take
a step back after I was born and to wait a year to decide if you really
wanted me, what would you have done?�
�It�s not the same thing, Ami,� answered Kaya.
�It is to me,� replied Ami. �Miki is my son. If I lose that
year with him, I won�t ever get it back. Makoto will wait for me if
she has to. She�ll even understand why you want us to slow things down
a bit. But how can I explain to my son that I had to spend a whole
year trying to decide if I wanted him or not?�
Kaya sighed deeply and ran a hand through her hair. �Oh, Ami,�
she said quietly as she stepped forward and took her daughter into a
loose hug. As Ami�s arms slowly came up to return the hug, Kaya rested
her chin on top of Ami�s head and said, �I just don�t want you to get
hurt. You are my only concern in all of this, Ami. I want you to be
happy, but I don�t want you to lose yourself in the moment. You had so
many plans for your future. Have you even considered what you�re going
to do about college? You used to talk about going abroad to study.
You even had all the best places picked out for each field you were
interested in. Do you understand how much of that you�ll have to give
up if you take this on?�
Ami pulled back so she could see her mother�s face, but didn�t
completely release her. �I think I�m gaining more than I�m giving up,�
she said. �Besides, I decided some time ago, even before Mako-chan,
that I wanted to stay here and go to school. Some of the best schools
in the country are right here in my own backyard, and I hardly consider
attending them as settling for something less. Plus, my friends are
all here, as well as my family,� said Ami, smiling up at her mother.
�I don�t want to leave any of them. And you know you don�t have to
worry about Mako-chan ever forcing me to stay or trying to keep me from
doing something I want. If she thought I wasn�t happy or truly wanted
to study someplace far away, she would likely take me down to the pier
and put me on the next boat out herself.�
Returning the smile Ami was giving her with just a bit of sadness,
Kaya said, �You�re still supposed to be a little girl, you know. I
feel like I�ve missed a step somewhere.�
�I think we�ve all been feeling a bit like that lately,� replied
Ami.
Kaya held Ami�s gaze for several seconds longer, then slowly
nodded. �Okay, Ami. Okay.� She sighed. �Before anything else
happens, the three of us need to sit down and talk. There are some
things I want made clear before I actually agree to this.� Kaya
couldn�t help but smile at the huge grin that lit up Ami�s face. She
added, �But we�re going to do it after I clean up the dinner dishes. I
need some time to digest all of this for myself.�
Ami hugged her mother tightly then. �Thank you,� she said
happily.
Kaya chuckled. �Don�t thank me just yet. I still get to try and
scare off your girlfriend with evil glances and stories of your
childhood.�
Title: The Wall
Reason/Explination: Haruka gets into a really bad car wreck when racing one day, and Michiru and Usagi-tachi are all hanging around the hostpital, waiting to see when (or if) she'll wake up. Michiru is going through a lot of emotional turmoil, but never really shows it until the end, once they know Haruka will be OK. I thought that the author's portrayal of the charecters was perfect, particularly Haruka in this scene. I love her use of the phrase, "My two favourite ladies." Secretly, this fanfic influenced one of my own. I just really like it, is all.
Moment:
"Hi," was the first word out of Haruka's mouth when she opened her
eyes and saw Michiru sitting next to where she lay (she assumed it was a
bed).
Title: Interregnum
Chapter: 15
Reason/Explination: How to explain the plot of this story until up to this point... ^^; Let's see. Well, or course there was the usual "Ami/Mako and Rei/Mina get-together," but this one is unique because it has a real plot. There's been this crazy "hypercancer" going around in the world, and all the Senshi have been keeping an eye on it, particularly because Usagi's brother and father both die from it and her mother is getting sick. They (Ami) figure out that the hypercancer is caused by negative magic from the sun, so they are planning to freeze the world in crystal and then work to get out all the negative magic until the sun stops giving it off. This particular moment was the first time that reading a fanfiction gave me chills. I've always tried to stress on the fact that Usagi is a queen and that all the Senshi are literally her protectors, not just her friends. I dunno, call me a wierdo or an obsessive freak if you will, but I absolutely love this snippet. Enjoy! ^_^
Moment:
Suddenly, the phone rang. Makoto glanced at the caller ID.
"It's from your house, Usagi-chan. Maybe it's your husband."
Mamoru had remained behind to watch the baby, as Ikuko had grown
much too ill to tend the little one on her own. Wordlessly,
Usagi took the receiver. "Mamo-chan," she said quietly. Her
friends watched in silence as she listened to her husband. The
blood drained from her face and her eyes grew moist. "I'll be
home right away," she said eventually. "I love you, too, Mamo-
chan." Hanging up the phone, she turned to the room.
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