Hotaru Tomoe lay there on top of the bed, the lamps scattered around the room providing a soft glow. Her black hair fell into those mournful violet eyes, studying the lamps set nearest to her. She reached out to touch one, then drew her hand back with a sigh. 'Chibi-Usa gave me that one,' Hotaru thought bleakly. Her hand shook as she clenched it, fighting back the urge to lash out uncontrollably. 'No,' she got up, striding across the room in her black skirt and blouse, 'it was given out of kindness, no matter what happened afterward.' "Wonder when Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama will get home?" Hotaru wondered aloud. Both had left this morning, explaining that they were going to be gone for most of the day. It was odd, Hotaru frowned, considering that they and Setsuna-mama had been hanging around her a lot recently. She flushed as she thought, 'I hope they haven't been too worried.' Bing-Bong! Hotaru got up, feeling oddly grateful for the interruption. She made her way to the front door and swung it open, "Yes, how can I help... Minako?" "Hey," Minako said with a smile, the older blonde beauty looking down at her with a fond expression on her face. "The others are all out for the day," Hotaru explained to her apologetically, "I can let them know you came by...." Minako shook her head, "Not necessary." She strode right by the startled Hotaru then turned to look at her, "I came over to see you." "Why?" Hotaru blinked. Minako tilted her head to the side, "I need your help with something." Hotaru frowned, a suspicion rising within her. "This isn't some attempt to keep my mind off of..." she trailed off, unable to say Chibi-Usa's name. "Of course it is," Minako said cheerfully, "are you going to stand there in the doorway all day or are you coming in with me?" "You admit it?" Hotaru blinked as she swung the door shut with a click and followed Minako into the living room. Minako gave her a smile, her face lighting up with amusement. "You think I'm going to lie to you about it?" she chuckled. Hotaru felt her lips twitch involuntarily, almost smiling back. They sat down on the couch together, "So what is the distraction?" Minako sat with a smooth grace, her long legs crossed elegantly. "I have a little problem I need your help with," she said. "A Senshi problem?" Hotaru asked seriously, her violet eyes narrowed slightly. "Nothing so dramatic," Minako laughed, her blue eyes twinkling slightly. She leaned forward, "You see, I'm sort of in a grind." "Bind," Artemis popped out from her bag to correct her. "Whatever," Minako shrugged. She looked back at Hotaru, "You see, I promised to help one of the school clubs with a special event and I kind of need your help." "Wait till she tells you which club," Artemis grumbled, the little white cat shaking his head. Minako gave him a dirty look then smiled at Hotaru, "The cosplay club." "Cosplay?" Hotaru repeated then shook her head, "oh no!" "I've gotten the others to agree," Minako continued on relentlessly, "but there's a role we need a player for, one that would be perfect for you." "No," Hotaru said firmly, wondering at the eager glow in Minako's eyes. 'I don't think I like that look,' she thought worriedly. "I'm only going to try on the outfits with the others," Hotaru said the next day as she and Minako walked over to the cosplay club together, "I'm not going to be part of the performance." Minako had picked her up from home and Hotaru had changed out of her uniform into one of her many dark colored dresses, this one a purple so deep it was almost black. "Hai, hai," Minako nodded, that smile still on her face. The still school uniform clad girl looked over at Hotaru and noted, "You're cute when you're stubborn." Hotaru nearly tripped she was so surprised, a sudden blush coloring her usually pale cheeks. "Minako," she protested. The blonde tossed Hotaru a gently amused look. "Hasn't anyone told you that before?" Minako asked her curiously. "No they haven't," Hotaru said shortly. "Their loss," Minako shrugged as she tapped on the door to the cosplay club. The door swung open and Makoto smiled wryly, the tall girl dressed in a almost blood red jacket over a stylized military uniform. "Who am I supposed to be again?" she asked, tugging at the cross she wore around her neck. "Misato," Minako volunteered the name as she looked Makoto over thoughtfully, "and it looks like you'll fit the part perfectly." "Minako," Usagi wailed, the white labcoat she wore swirling around the slim blonde's body, "why do I have to hide my hair under the coat?" "You're going to be playing Ritsuko," Minako explained to her patiently, "and she has short blonde hair. Hiding yours is better than cutting it, I think." "You wouldn't dare," Usagi grabbed at her hair protectively. "Couldn't we just use the disguise pen?" Usagi offered hopefully. Ami frowned as she adjusted the military uniform that she wore, "We'll be appearing alongside average students, it wouldn't be fair." She took a look into a mirror, "You know, except for the hair color I do look like Maya." "You've got everyone involved?" Hotaru blinked, looking around the room. "Just we high-school students," Rei said wryly. Her log black hair was pulled back in a severe style, the black uniform intentionally loose on her body. The glasses she wore glinted as she pushed them up with a white gloved hand, "Do I make a good Gendo?" "Not bad," Minako nodded then she flashed a grin, "I bet many of the young ladies won't even realize you're actually a girl." There was an odd moment as Usagi looked over at Rei, the strangest expression on her pretty face. She looked away, a blush coloring her cheeks. "She's right," Usagi agreed softly, "you look really good dressed like that, Rei." "Thanks," Rei blushed faintly. "I was going to ask Mamoru to be Gendo," Minako murmured to Hotaru softly, "but the rules say he can't, so...." She shrugged and gently grabbed Hotaru by the hand, tugging her forward as she said, "Let's go try on out outfits." "Ah, right," Hotaru stumbled after her. Instead of a change room part of the room was simply blocked off, the costumes hanging on racks ready to be worn. Minako pulled two outfits out, one white and the other red then passed the white one to Hotaru, "Here you go." "Right," Hotaru blushed as she set it aside then began to strip. Her dress was easily pulled over her head then she slipped her shoes off one at time. "You'll need to take your bra off as well," Minako said with a gentle smile. Her shirt and bra were already off, the beautiful blonde standing there casually unclothed. Hotaru nodded with a gulp, turning away as quickly as she could. Her heart was beating a bit faster as she slipped her bra off, a vivid flush coloring her cheeks. 'What's wrong with me?' she thought, grabbing the stretchy white top and pulling it on. "Aren't these a bit... revealing?" Hotaru asked weakly a few minutes later. Minako pushed her blonde hair back in a oddly studied gesture, her breasts bouncing slightly in their skin tight confinement. The costume she wore looked like it had been painted on every one of Minako's curves, almost more sinful than being naked. "They cover everything," Minako offered cheerfully. "Well, yes," Hotaru looked down at her own body sheathed in tight white cloth. "I hope Haruka and the others don't see me like this," she muttered. She looked up only to see Minako looking at her oddly, the faintest of blushes on her own face. "How do the costumes look," Rei called from the other side of the divider, breaking whatever was passing between them. "We'll be right out," Minako answered, quickly regaining her composure. 'What was that about?' Hotaru wondered.
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