A/N: Can honestly say, have no bloody idea where this came from. Haven't written in awhile so I might be a little rusty. Usual format though. I like to write short things in acts. So that's how this is going to be. Don't know how long, I know there is more to come though. Probably won't be a full length story however I'm hoping for at least another six acts. Anyways, first three acts up and ready to go. Hope you enjoy, and apologies on mistakes. Title comes from the song of the same name by Matthew Good. Love it!
Act I.
It's a dream.
All fuzzy and grey. Words are muffled, unrecognizable sounds.
Minako is standing in front of her with those big blue eyes, her lips turned downward in a frown. She looks so disappointed. Teary eyes and pouty lips and it's just so very confusing for Rei. Why is she dreaming about Minako being sad? It's a dream isn't it?
How could it not be?
Minako's lips start moving. She's saying something that Rei can't make out.
I don't understand!
If she could scream she would. But she can't, it's a dream. A petty, useless, empty dream. It does nothing for Rei, it only exists to confuse and frustrate her.
Why the hell is Minako so damn sad?
Rei tries reaching for her…
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP!
Hazy amethyst eyes open to the blaring sun and the ever annoying sound of an alarm clock. Rei reaches over and smacks it hard, grumbling to herself about how it's always far to early to be getting up for chores.
Damn dreams.
Later that day, Rei decides it's best to stop reading manga before bed.
Act II.
There's something about the way Minako looks at Rei that confuses her.
Or at least lately it has been. A few years ago Rei was sure she could write a book about Minako and publish it as a best seller. Now though she feels like she has to rip the pages all out and start over again.
Why is the blonde so damn confusing all of a sudden?
It honestly shouldn't take a rocket scientist to understand Minako Aino. If it does then Rei figures she better see a doctor because she must have been hit too hard on the head.
Minako's stare is unnerving. Yes. That's the proper word. Unnerving. The look itself is nothing really strange, it just feels strange. And the oddity of it either annoys Rei to the point of unnerving her, or it terrifies her. (She refuses to commit to either.) Minako is just so damn focused on Rei (with those piercing blue eyes) that the dark haired Senshi almost knocks over drink when she reaches for another magazine.
"Are you okay Rei?" Ami asks, in that concerned motherly sort of way that makes Rei feel like she's a child and she's just fallen and scraped a knee. Maybe she did hit her head too hard.
"Yes." No. Please tell Minako to stop staring at me like I'm a demon from hell. I'm afraid she's going to change into Venus and smite me.
"I'm feeling fine Ami. Just...need a nap." Or a magical shield.
Rei decides hiding behind magazines for the rest of the afternoon is almost like having a shield.
It's really not.
Act III.
The scared fire warms her.
Its calming influence seeps into her and she allows it willingly. The flickering flames usually silence her concerns and bring her solace. Today they don't. And it would normally frustrate Rei if she wasn't seeking guidance from the fire.
Please tell me what's wrong with Minako?
It sounds almost as stupid as she thinks it was. Rei retracts.
I know you're not a magic eight ball, but please, I could use any kind of help.
No, that one was worse, Rei decides.
Guidance?
The Sacred Fire flickers. Rei feels only heat. Nothing.
Thanks for trying.
Rei opens her eyes and it hits her. Like a brick to the head.
Minako. All blonde glimmering hair, big pretty blue eyes, in her Senshi form. Looking like a magnificent golden angel from Venus. And she's standing in front of Rei, looking at her again in a manner that just unwinds Rei in the worst possible ways.
Wha…?
"Mars, your forgetting something."
And this time its Minako reaching for her…Rei blinks. Then it's gone as fast as it came. Her amethyst eyes peeling open all over again, this time back to reality.
"What is happening to me?"
Rei eventually shakes it off. Decides that asking the Sacred Fire to help her with anything that doesn't relate to the end of the world probably isn't good practice.
That, or she's nuts.