“Talking.” ‘Thinking.’ @;->-- Change of scene/time /Quick flash back./ @;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->@;->--@;-> Makoto looks around the room, glowing with anticipation and pride. She and Ami had nearly single handedly tracked down the outers and stars and got them all to come back for Christmas. She even got Luna, Artemis and Momoko to agree to stay in their human forms for the day. They cooked the Christmas dinner and were having the party at Dr. Tomoe’s mansion. Everyone had showed up. Rei had Naru, Minako had Natsuna and Setsuna had Dr. Tomoe himself. The senshi’s parents were there too, of course. “This is great.” Makoto grins. “Of course it is.” Ami agrees, taking out a tray of sandwiches. Makoto grabs her from behind and brushes her lips at the base of her neck. She swiftly lets go and spins her around. Makoto expertly takes the tray and walks around, serving them like a true hostess. She and Ami weren’t exactly ‘out’. They hadn’t told anyone really. Just let them guess. “That’s my food!” Ami picks up a wet wad of paper and hurls it across the room, hitting Makoto on the forehead. The wad sticks. A giggle bubbles up and through her mouth. “Bull’s eye.” She mumbles, quickly returning to the kitchen. “Hm...” Makoto wipes the water and soaked paper off her face. She turns to find both Usagi and Minako grinning at her. “What?” They both become innocent little girls and start talking as though they never stopped. ‘There is definitely more to them than meets the eye.’ “When can we open presents?” Usagi whines childishly. She, Minako, Chibi-usa, Hotaru and even Momoko pout, all putting on their best puppy dog looks. Laughter bubbles beneath the surface. “When the father clock strikes-“ Bong! Everyone turns to the clock in unison. Bong! Makoto walks over to the clock curiously. Bong! ‘the last time I checked it was only four thirty something.’ Bong! “Setsuna!” Makoto turns around as the last bong chimes. Everyone turns to the one in question. “What?” Setsuna turns away to hide a grin. She kneels down and picks up a present. She reads the name then says it aloud. “KoUsako!” Chibi-usa blushes and walks to the front of the room. She takes the present and opens it. It was a hand-made pink bunny. Smiling, she skips to the back where Hotaru was. Setsina takes the next present and reads the name. “Cherie?” “That’s me.” Makoto walks from the window and takes the present. She turns to leave and almost trips on Setsuna. “Whoa!” She dances around her and decides to stay in the opening. “Open it!” Haruka yells from the back. “Alright, already.” Makoto tears the wrapping off. In side was a sinister green, knitted sweater with an emerald dragon snaking around. “Thank you, Edwina...” Makoto whispers. Smiling, she pulls it on. It was a perfect fit. [It was made by Edwina.] The voice reminds. Makoto shakes her head ruefully and starts off. “To...Emerald?” Setsuna looks at Makoto curiously. “T-that’s me...” Makoto turns back around and walks back to Setsuna. She takes the large, square box and unwraps it. She pulls out the shredding and discards them carelessly. Once clear, she pulls out another box and blinks. It was an unmarked white box. “Huh?” Makoto looks closer and reads the writing. “Uh...Ami.” “What?” Ami slowly makes her way to the front of the room, eyeing everyone suspiciously, especially Haruka. She takes the flat, unmarked box and slowly opens it. Makoto looks over her shoulder, peering into the box. Suddenly both of them get really red. Ami drops the box and walks away. Makoto just stands there, blushing, staring at the lingerie scattered on the floor. Makoto slowly turns and follows Ami. “I-I have to say, that that was embarrassing.” Ami gulps down a cup of orange juice pours, gulps and pours again. “That was Lea.” Makoto growls, moving to pour herself a drink. “I just know it. She said she’d get me for it.” “For what?” Ami takes the jug and walks over to the table. “I was working in the barn as...as Jupiter.” Makoto admits ruefully. She gulps one drink and pours herself another. “I told her not to come in there until I was finished but she wouldn’t listen.” “Lea? That’s the one you got the cow to chase after, right?” Ami starts laughing. She had read it in Makoto’s journal and had been greatly amused. “Miss Paishk is a crafty little thing, isn’t she?” “Sure is.” Makoto smirks at the memory. Remembering something, Makoto reaches into her hidden pocket and pulls out a long blue velvet box. “Hey, Ami?” “Yeah?” “Promise you wont get all weird about this okay?” Makoto meets Ami’s cautious look with one of her own. “I know we said slow but...” She takes the box and slides it across the table. Ami stays still, watching Makoto. A very, very slow grin crosses her face. “What?” “Here.” Ami pulls out a green velvet box and slides it across the table. “I was wondering if I should give it to you this Christmas or wait for a while.” Ami shakes her head and laughs. She opens the box curiously. In it was an elegant chain made of white gold, a sapphire mercury symbol and a separate gold band. Taking a deep breath, Ami looks closer. The inside of the ring had ‘Beauty of Water’ engraved in it. Like Ami’s, in the box was a white gold chain, an emerald Jupiter symbol and a gold ring. ‘Serenity of Wood’ was engraved inside. Makoto laughs, wiping the tears from her eyes. “They do say that ‘that great minds think alike’.” “Yeah...” Ami smiles while checking to see if the ring fit. As expected, it does. She looks up at Makoto and kisses her. “I love you.” “Aishiteru.” Makoto puts the necklace on and tucks it comfortably beneath her clothes. Ami does the same and stands up. Taking her cup, she and Makoto walk out of the kitchen, arm-in-arm. “Are you okay, then?” “Huh? Oh, you mean the lingerie.” Ami purrs seductively, bringing a blush to Makoto’s cheeks. Ami pulls Makoto’s face closer. “Actually, I’d prefer to see you in nothing but the necklace I got you.” She steps back, winks and disappears into the crowd. “Hnthanks a lot, much.” Makoto grumbles to herself. “Makoto!” Haruka grins, waving the flat, white, unmarked box. “HARUKA!!” Makoto blushes fiercely, glaring at Haruka from across the room. She stalks across the room, stimulating fear into Haruka by the mere way she carried herself. “I swear I’m burning these.” Makoto snatches the box and opens it. Inside was a green evening gown. “I hate you.” “I know.” Haruka grins arrogantly and points across the room. Makoto turns around. All the senshi were in dress colours that best represented their planets. Ami was missing though. “She’s changing.” Haruka looks down at her box, grimacing. “I’ve got to, ah...change. Setsuna made these dresses herself.” “Hah!” Makoto loops her arm in Haruka’s and drags her to the washrooms. “You’ve got to where a dress. But.” She says, before Haruka could snap at her. “But, I’ve expected this and asked Setsuna to...make them so they better fit the personalities.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Haruka walks through the doors with Makoto and starts undressing. Makoto does the same but with a bit more reserve. “Meaning I’ve got her to make you a more masculine...thing.” Makoto waves her hand, pulling the dress up her curvaceous hips. “Ami helped with the design so you should really thank her. I just made the suggestion.” “Cool.” Haruka pulls up men’s, sandy gold dress pants. She buttons up a white blouse and then the black vest. She already had the dress shoes so she didn’t have to worry about that. “She also told me to give you this.” Makoto turns around and shows her a choker with a golden cross on it. “Turn around.” Haruka listens obediently. Makoto clasps it and circles Haruka. She whistles appreciatively. “Nice.” “What’s this?” Haruka points to the emerald Jupiter sign. “What does it look like?” “It...just sit down.” Haruka zips up the back of the dress as Makoto sits down. She unties Makoto’s hair and lets it fall. Taking a brush, Haruka runs it through her hair. Finally satisfied, Haruka reties Makoto’s hair into another ponytail. By the burette, Haruka fluffs it out a little. Seeing Makoto’s questioning gaze, Haruka lowers her head next to hers and looks at her in the mirror. “I have a wife too you know.” “Yeah...” Makoto blushes again and stands up, playing with the gold ring on her finger. She takes her normal clothes and folds them quickly. She looks at herself in the mirror. She had to admit; she looked great. The dress was a dark green. Kind of like Setsuna’s hair; it looked black but when the light hits it, you could clearly see the green. “I’m ready.” “Then lets go.” Haruka takes Makoto’s hand and loops it in her arm. She walks towards the door and stops with her hand on the knob. “You know, I’m actually nervous.” “That’s good.” Makoto smiles up at her gently. “That’s a good thing Ruka. To be able to make each other nervous even after years of marriage. To take each other’s breath away just by walking into a room and that a touch,” Makoto brings clasps her hand over her heart. “Can make your heart leap or skip a beat.” She sighs. “That’s good.” Haruka whispers, entranced and smiling. “Where’d you learn all that?” “My mother.” Makoto smiles. Shaking her head, she opens the door herself. Mood broken, she laughs. “She was a hopeless romantic and I guess I inherited it.” Makoto scans the room for Ami but doesn’t find her. So she turns back to Haruka. “She used to tell me that when ever I was feeling lonely or sad.” “You wouldn’t mind me telling that to Michi, would you?” “No.” Makoto shakes her head slowly. “Speaking of which, go.” She untangles her arms and gives Haruka a light push. “Sweep her off her feet and tell her how you feel.” “How I feel?” “Yeah. Be poetic about the whole thing, too. Either that or play her a song.” The dreamy blush and smile sneaks across her face. “Tell her that...” The smile fades but the blush stays. Makoto’s arms fall limp at her sides. “Ami...” Standing a top the stairs was Ami. She seemed to be wearing all black except for the white shirt. The suit was made to fit her curves. The blue rose in her suit’s front pocket brought out the blue in the suit itself. “Makoto.” Ami walks down the steps, through a crowd and walks to Makoto’s side. “I wasn’t’-humph!” Makoto cuts her off with a kiss. Ami’s wide eyes flutter closed and she brings her arms up around Makoto’s neck, pulling her closer. Makoto pulls back, leaving Ami breathless. Around them, their friends were whistling and cheering. “So much for subtly...” Ami grins. She clears her throat and steps back. “You look...” Ami blushes. “Beautiful.” “Thanks.” Makoto clasps her left hand in her right, noting that Ami was doing the same. “I love you.” She whispers, releasing her hand. She was wearing the wedding ring, Ami realized. She smiles brightly and takes Makoto’s hand. “I love you too.” She bows low, kissing Makoto’s golden ring. “So...” “We’re engaged to be engaged?” Makoto grins. “Guess so. Dance?” Ami offers Makoto her arm. “Yes.” Makoto curtsies then laughs. Both she and Ami hurry onto the dance floor like two kids in a playground. That’s how Christmas went for them. It was by far, the best any of them ever had. First the casual lunch, presents then a formal dinner and dancing, either or. Even new years was a blast. All of the senshi and stars got together at the park. Where everything always seems to start. They had to dodge cops for an hour but Makoto and Ami thought it was all fun. Just like being engaged to be engaged is. @;->-- 25 August 2015 Makoto wakes up covered in sweat. She wipes her tears away and collapses back into bed. She glances over at her clock. It was only 3:43 a.m. which meant if she went back to sleep, she’ll have an even harder time sleeping tonight. If she stayed up, she’ll be grumpy and her friends will ask what’s wrong. Makoto squeezes her eyes shut, hoping against hope that it wasn’t just a dream. A soft hand brushes back her bangs. Makoto opens her eyes and looks up into green eyes. “Fiona, what are you doing up?” “I heard you crying, mama.” Fiona crawls under the blankets and pops her head up between her and Ami. “Another nightmare?” Ami gently brushes Makoto’s tears away. “I’m here, my love.” Ami watches Makoto through half lidded eyes as she leans over Fiona to close the distance. She presses their lips together in a gentle, experimental kiss. Ami moves her face away and licks her lips. “You still taste like cookies.” She comments, grinning. “Ewe.” Fiona wrinkles her nose and disappears beneath the covers. “I’ll be in my room, down the hall.” She walks towards the doors and stops. “Actually I think I’ll sleep downstairs.” She closes the door in time for the pillow to miss. “This is definitely not a dream.” Makoto pulls Ami’s body close to hers. Through the fabric of their gowns, Makoto could feel the Jupiter and Mercury symbols pressing into her chest. “I love you.” She whispers against Ami’s lips. Both she and Ami move closer so they were both lying in the middle, in each other’s arms. “You’re stuck with me now, Aims.” “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Ami raises her head and kisses the base of Makoto’s neck. “Aishiteru, Koto.” @;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;->--@;-> Heh heh. I’m done. This is actually the first story I’ve finished in a long time. That said; tell me what you think. Good/Bad = Tell. Oh yeah. This is my first yuri fan fiction ever.
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