Someday Out Of The Blue
by: Immeblue
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, nor any of the characters in this fic besides the one you've never seen before.
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Dialogue in //.. // = English
Makoto was up early the next morning; six o'clock A.M. It seemed as if no one in the hotel cared for a morning swim today, or maybe it was just too early. Makoto didn't know and didn't mind. She did many things alone. She slipped into the water as images of the previous night flashed through her mind. She realized she would be doing many more things on her own now, especially during this vacation.
Her solitude was broken when she heard a high pitched voice shriek out nonsensical words. She turned to see a brown and blue blurr heading straight for the pool and heard a voice that didn't make sense. She's gonna do a cannonball. But it was too late, Makoto was caught off-guard by a small tidal wave. As she gagged on the water stinging her throat, the little cannonball popped up in front of her and smiled.
"//Are you ok?//" she asked after watching Makoto gag a few times.
Makoto didn't have a clue what the little girl was saying, all her English was forgotten the day she graduated high school. She regarded the genuine concern written on the little girl's face. She smiled reassuringly. Guess she's wondering if I'm alright.
"I'm fine, don't worry about it."
"//Great//." the child squealed happily. "Swim with me until my mommy comes!"
Makoto was stunned. "I thought you didn't understand Japanese?"
"I'm learning!" The girl swam to the side of the pool, keeping Makoto in tow. "No one speaks English but mommy, her doctor friends, and Hanean," pointing over to her nanny when she said the last name.
"//Hanean! Look, I made a friend./" The little girl called over to her nanny. "//Makoto stop bothering the nice lady, I'm sure she just wants to swim in peace.//" Little Mako pouted and turned to the elder. "You're my friend, right?" With those words Makoto had guessed what the conversation was about. She smiled her wickedest smile and sprayed the unsuspecting girl with a deluge of water. The sudden surge wasn't enough to drown her, but certainly enough to get her excited. "Now we're even, so now we're friends."
Instead of reporting back to Hanean the status of her new found friendship, little Mako engaged in a class two water fight, one of the toughest of her young life. Class one's were only fought with her mother. She has yet to win any of those.
Both Makoto's froze in the middle of getting the water the thrashing of their lives, since they last did this with Ami, to stare at Ami.
She was standing next to Hanean in a pink bikini and smiling down at the two. "I see you two are having fun?"
"//Mommy!!!//" Little Mako squealed and began to swim towards her mother. Ami dove in and met her halfway. "//Hey sweety,//" Ami hugged her daughter close. "//Hanean says you've got a new friend. Mind if I play with her too?//" "//Sure,//" Mako said, looking over at Makoto. Little Mako whispered to her mother, "//But I think I should be on her team, just to be fair./" Ami had to laugh, she leaned into her daughter and whispered "//she's more powerful than she lets on, she could annihilate us.//" Little Mako looked skeptical. "//Not with you here, you won't allow let it happen.//" Throwing another glance in Makoto's direction she added "//plus she's my friend. I don't think she'll hurt a friend.//" Ami said nothing, but followed her daughters advice when she screamed, "Lets play!"
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I can't believe it. Makoto was sitting at a deck table by the pool side having breakfast with Ami and little Makoto. She has a daughter. Watching the little girl closely as she ate her pancakes and chatted with her mother, the physical similarities were unmistakable. Granted the young one didn't have her mothers curvy figure yet, but the eyes, the nose, the mouth, bone structure, they were all very much alike. Makoto wondered if all the father contributed to her physical characteristics was his skin and hair color.
She has a daughter.
As if feeling the eyes on her Makoto turned and was peering right into Ami's. Ami smiled knowingly and went back to her breakfast.
Who is the father? Where is he? Makoto was using every once of restraint and propriety she had not to ask. It's none of my business.
"So, are you married?" Open mouth, insert foot.
"No."
Makoto breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced over at Ami and watched her spoon the oatmeal. I'm probably the last person on earth she'd want a relationship with. Not that I'd want to. Makoto lanced a piece of fruit from her breakfast. She knew she was lying to herself. She had wanted Ami the moment she walked into the elevator. Is that why I've given up on my marriage?
"Wow, Makoto," Makoto shook off her cogitation and turned to her newest friend. "You and mommy really knew each other when you were young?"
Makoto smiled at the little girl and looked over at Ami. "Yeah, we were the best of friends."
"Then why did you stop being friends?"
Makoto hadn't taken her eyes from Ami and watched as Ami herself waited for the answer. "You're mother had to go to school," she said and turned back to the little girl.
"But you could've //written// and talked on the //phone//, and Internet." As Ami corrected little Mako's mistakes, big Mako filled in the gaps. She didn't know what to say to the little girl... It would have been too painful to talk to Ami, night after night... and wish they were together, to watch as the communication dwindle because both had different lives to deal with. It all would have been painful, and the quick end seemed to be the most pleasant option. She couldn't say that.
And luckily she didn't have to as Hanean came to get little Mako ready for the day. "Bye Makoto." "Later Mako."
"//See you later mommy.//" "//I'll be there in a few little miss.//"
So now we're alone. Yikes!
"She's a wonderful little girl."
"I know," Ami literally glowed because of the comment. "I'm free tonight Makoto."
"Huh?"
Ami chuckled. "Don't you remember? You asked for a dinner to get reacquainted, and I was supposed to let you know when I'm free."
"Oh... I remember." Wow, I thought you were gonna be busy until I was gone. Makoto's smile widened as she figured if that was the plan then something had changed, for the better. And if it wasn't the plan, then what the heck, she's going out with me. Her smile dimmed. As old friends.
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