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2008-07-05T01:42:47Z

[Random] On the Fourth

2008-07-02T17:16:44Z

OMFG. I CANNOT BELIEVE MY MOTHER.

COOKOUT. TOMORROW.

CRAIG TONIGHT.

WHEN THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO CLEAN D:D:D:D:

I GOTTA MOW TOO. FUUUUCCCCKKKK.

-BREAKS SHIT-

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In other news, I have an elise from the 17th through the 24th.

let's do fun things!

[Fic] PGSM - The Text Fic

2008-06-30T20:53:07Z

Fandom: PGSM
Title: Voices of the Heart - Part Two - The Text Fic
Rating: PG
Summary: On the second day, Rei goes to work. And gets text messages from a certain bored idol.
Notes: LOL about damn time I finished it.

They part again, this time knowing that it is not for the last time – that they will see each other again in short order. Rei doesn’t know how she’s going to cope with the fact that Minako – Aino Minako – was sleeping in her bed that morning when she returns home from work. Or the fact that Aino Minako will be coming home to sleep in her bed again tonight, if the amount of clothes strewn across her bedroom floor is anything to go by. Rei’s coping mechanisms are far better equipped to dealing with her attraction to Minako from a distance. She’s blown her cover now, and she can’t go back to hiding behind scowls and half-hidden stares.

She rests her head in her palm, her fingers cool against her forehead as she leans on the bar that divides her kitchen from the rest of her sitting room. She needs to get to work, she has so much to do before her meeting at noon, but she doesn’t want to leave. If she leaves, this could all be just another dream.

The memory of Minako’s lips on her own is far more real than it has ever been before, and Rei raises her fingers to bush against her lips. This is no dream, those kisses were very real.

She sighs and pushes off the countertop, heading into her bedroom to collect a new pair of shoes. It won’t do to think it any more now. She has a full day at work to stress out about and Minako can come later.

She finds her shoes buried under a very lacy pair of underwear of Minako’s and pulls them on. Rei tries not to scowl at the mess of her bedroom and moves out into the rest of the apartment, straightening things out and putting the breakfast dishes away. Minako insisted on washing them before she left and Rei was still trying to figure out exactly what she’d meant by that gesture. It is strange to see someone like Minako doing something so domestic, Rei isn’t sure she likes it, she isn’t sure of much any more.

She remembers so many things, things that make her afraid of what will happen if she allows herself to truly remember the past life. She has Mars Reiko’s memories, and she is not sure that she wants them.

Rei isn’t sure if she knows that Minako fell in love with her and not the picture of Mars Reiko she has in her head. She doesn’t want that to be the truth, but the thoughts haunt her even after she forces them down and into the back of her subconscious once more.

She shuts her eyes and shakes her head, her bangs falling into her eyes. She doesn’t have time for this; she has other things to do this morning. She grabs her keys and phone and heads towards the door, not pausing to look back into the apartment to see if there’s anything that she’s forgotten. She has to get out of that place and back into the world where she can forget her problems. Work has always been an escape for her, and she's more than willing to fall back into that trap once more.

Anything to keep her mind off of what happened between Minako and herself last night.

A small scrap of paper falls to the ground out of her jacket pocket as she hurries out the door, pausing only to lock it behind her. She bends to pick it up and smiles as she reads the carefully penned inscription.

The memories fade, Reiko, just give them time. Have a good day at work. – M

Rei smiles and tucks the note into her pocket. Minako is always surprising her in little ways that make Rei completely forget her doubts. Theirs is something special, almost a creature onto itself. Rei shoves her hands into her pockets and walks briskly down the hall, her mind suddenly full of promise for the day.

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The first message comes through during a meeting that Rei is trying to conduct about the business she was doing in China. Her phone is on the table in front of her, and it starts to buzz loudly just as she begins to speak about the observations that she made while in China. She’s been working on this project for weeks now, a carefully constructed look at human rights and how her organization can work with the Chinese government to lower some of China’s grievous issues in that field. Rei reaches down and picks up her phone, wondering who would be interrupting her during such an important meeting.

I had the most amazing ramen for lunch today. I’ll have to take you to this place some time.

Rei frowns and sets her phone down, wondering what Minako is thinking, sending her a message like that. Her scowl deepens as she thinks of the self-satisfied smirk on Minako’s face as she sends the message, for Minako would know perfectly well how something like this would get under Rei’s skin. Not to mention the irritation that comes from being interrupted.

I’ll get her later.

“Hino-san?” one of her supervisors asks as Rei places both hands on the table and takes a deep, calming breath. “Is everything alright?”

Rei plasters a fake smile on to her face and looks up at the man. He’s one of those reedy, salary man types that actually made it to a higher place at the company, and Rei really doesn’t like him. He’s too pompous, thinking himself better than everyone who works under him. That wasn’t how Japanese business works and Rei hates him for ruining that image for her. “Everything is fine, sir.”

She stands up once more and flips the slide projector over to her presentation’s slides. “As you can see, we’ve been doing a lot of work with the emission standards that the UN has set for the world, to be filled and completely regulated by 2025…”

The presentation carries on and Rei feels that it’s going far better than she could have initially hoped for, and soon she’s kicked out of the conference room and back to her small office. She’s lucky to have a workplace on the ground floor, with a wide window off to one side. It’s more than many starting workers in such a business get, but at the same time, Rei knows that it’s because of who her father is that she gets this treatment. She wishes that she could jut be treated like any other just-out-of-college worker, but the Hino name and the way that she carries herself seem to imply that she is accustomed to her father’s power.

What she is really accustomed to, however, is the feeling of flames coming her hands at will – of fighting for the planet – and for her future queen and loved ones.

She doesn’t think that her boss, however, will understand that; so she lets him treat her with a certain level of respect that he does not have for many of her coworkers and struggles to move up the corporate ladder so that she can help her coworkers to have better jobs in the future.

Rei throws her notepad down on her desk and sits down heavily in her chair; her phone in one hand as she debates how best to tell Minako that she doesn’t like random text messages.

Her fingers dance on the keys and soon she has a satisfying response.

How is that relevant to me?

She hits the send button and sets her phone down, turning to the small mountain of memos on her desk that she has to process. From across the room, the young man she shares the office with smiles apologetically at her. “They can be really tough at first, Hino-san, but you do good work.”

“Thank you,” she says dismissively. She doesn’t really want to talk to him.

Her phone buzzes again. Rei picks it up and frowns at the picture that appears on the screen. She has another text message, from a smiling Minako flashing her trademark V for Victory. Rei flips open the phone and wonders when Minako got a chance to put her picture on the phone. She certainly doesn’t remember ever letting the idol so much as touch her phone, as Minako and technology get along much better than Rei and technology do and Rei doesn’t trust the idol to not somehow blow up her phone by changing the settings.

It’s not, I just wanted to tell you. <3

Rei frowns, staring at the last thing that Minako had written. What did ‘less than three’ mean? She didn’t know, and it bothered her that Minako would write something like that in a message to her when Minako was sure to know that she did not understand it. She sets her phone to the side and tries to concentrate on work, pulling pages of data towards herself. She has to compile these documents into something coherent by tonight, and she’s not sure that she’s going to be able to with the distraction the lunchtime meeting and the fact that she’s worried about Minako finding herself alone outside Rei’s door later on tonight when Rei has to stay late to finish her work.

She’s never worried about something like that, and she can’t fathom why she’s worrying about it now. She’s never worried about Minako before, but now, things have changed.

Minako will have expectations, of her and of their friendship. Expectations that are very different from what Rei is used to.

Rei picks up her phone with a weary sigh. She should at least respond to Minako, it would be rude not to.

Besides, with Mars Reiko’s memories have come a very strong sense of courtly manners, and no one refuses correspondence from the Princess of Venus.

Well, don’t. I’m at work and I cannot have you distracting me. I am also more than three.

Finishing the message, Rei takes her phone and shoves it into her jacket pocket, carefully slung over the back of her chair so that it doesn’t get wrinkled. She will check to see if Minako sends her a message back later, right now she has to concentrate on work.

Almost an hour later, Rei is forced to stop her work by the insistent buzzing coming from the back of her chair. The man she shares her office with spins around from his chair and grins at her. “Aren’t we the popular one today,” he jokes.

Rei rolls her eyes at him. “It’s only one person.” She says, “I doubt that that means popular by any stretch of the imagination.”

The man looks pensive as Rei retrieves her phone. “Perhaps, Hino-san, or maybe this one person simply wants to talk to you very badly,” he chews on his lip and turns his attention back to his work. Rei is grateful that he does not pry further, because she really doesn’t want to be mad at him.

Even though her coworker’s back is turned, she nods and flips open her phone. Three messages are waiting for her and she feels her eye twitch slightly as she frowns moodily at the screen.

She has half a mind to simply call Minako and avoid any more of these silly messages. They are not children, nor are they in high school any more. She is a professional, and she thinks that Minako’s fame makes her one as well – there should be a far clearer line of communication between them.

Not that we’ve ever been very good at that, the thought comes unbidden, but Rei knows that it is the truth. They are bad at talking about themselves to each other, for they’d rather argue or do other things. Talking was better left to Usagi or Ami, for they seemed to do that when they were nervous.

The two of them are… far too suborn to actually have a conversation.

Yes, that was it.

You know you like it.

It’s a heart stupid. <3 <3

Rei pauses, feeling very much like an idiot. She knows that Minako wouldn’t mean anything by the insult, but it does hurt, like every little barb that Minako sends her way does. They play the game, insulting each other carefully so as to avoid talking about the issues that actually sit close to home for them. Minako hides from Rei and Rei hides from the idol’s inquiring stares as best she can.

The memories do not help. Rei hates the fact that she’s suddenly having to decide if she was in love with Aino Minako before or after Mars Reiko’s memories came back. She never thought about it much before the memories started to trickle back, the night after that one kiss that Rei tries to forget because it has no meaning.

Last night, however, had a lot of meaning, far more than Rei is willing to admit.

Minako lips on her own felt like coming home, like a return of all the rightness in the world that has been missing since Usagi remade the world and they were set upon to wait until their powers were needed once again. Rei misses being able to call the flames to her hands whenever she wishes and she misses the fighting – for even still she relishes being in her element, cutting through her enemies with a pen rather than a sword. She tries to forget the cost of those battles. They were so young then, just barely fourteen years old – Ami and Minako had been fifteen – and they had the weight of the world on their shoulders.

The final message has a different tone to it, and it’s a question that Rei can answer easily.

Am I still allowed to crash at your place tonight?

They’d slept in the same bed last night. Rei hadn’t even thought twice about it once Minako kissed her, she’d just allowed the motions of two over-tired, travel-weary people needing desperately to recover from their jet lag. They’d fallen into bed together, and had slept.

In the morning they went to work.

Rei had rather liked the quiet companionship of the morning. She wasn’t averse to doing it again. Minako is going to have to clean up her mess a little bit before they go to sleep, she decides. No matter how nice it is to look at all of Minako’s clothes – underwear - lacy underwear - they’re distracting and all over her floor.

Someone is going to get hurt.

Why would I stop you? All your stuff is still strewn across my bedroom floor.

She types her answer and sets her phone down on the corner of her desk and goes back to her figures. She’s making progress when the phone buzzes a good ten minutes later. Minako must be bored, or constantly checking her phone, or both. Rei can’t decide. She feels almost flattered by the idea that Minako’s waiting for her responses, but she shoves those emotions as far behind her as she can. She’s the one that has to remain strong to protect her Mina; Minako’s the one who can actually have the necessary emotions to get them both through the day.

Rei shakes her head slightly; annoyed that Mars Reiko’s memories are surfacing again.

You’re the one who keeps on insisting that I carry too much stuff around with me. Of course it’d get strewn all over the floor when I look for something to wear. Some people like their clothes to match, Reiko.

Minako had a point there, and Rei really couldn’t think of something witty to say in return. She was always at a loss when it came to Aino Minako and she refused to admit it. She rather liked being surprised by the idol.

Still, she can catch the barely veiled comment about own ability to dress herself. She’d never thought her fashion sense was that bad, but she was no Aino Minako. The idol certainly did know her stuff when it came to clothes and looking positively stunning.

Rei wishes that she didn't notice those things; even though a part of her is pointing out that she's noticed them for years now. She even went so far, in the past, to tell her friends that she wanted nothing to do with men.

This is no time for a sexuality crisis. Rei has always prided herself on knowing exactly what she wants, but now she is confused. She doesn't know if what she feels is for Aino Minako is actually her feelings. She wants to think that it is - but she knows better than to bet against Mars Reiko interfering as only irritating past lives do.

Rei rests her head on her hands and closes her eyes, pressing the heels of her hands into her eye sockets. She wants to scream in frustration, she doesn't like playing this game with Minako.

The darkness of her hands against her eyes is welcoming and Rei finds herself pulled along by a thread of light that does not belong in her dark oblivion.

She’s lost in memories, her mind taking her down into the depths of a library that she doesn’t remember ever going into. She can visualize the writing now, and she finds herself following the swirls carefully as she reads what she’s supposed to know already. There is a word in Mars Reiko’s own language that actually defines this game that she plays with Minako, a word for what they share. Sakighulsun, it meant protector, guardian really, in Mars’ ancient language. Rei tries out the word quietly under her breath, awed as the language comes back to her almost effortlessly.

She wishes that she didn’t remember it.

She does not want to be the only person who cares deeply enough about Minako to have to assume that role. In the past, they were like that, fighting together only out of duty to the princess. Jupiter and Mars were at war at the time, and it had been all that Minako could do, Rei remembered, to keep the peace.

Mars Reiko had taken on the role of Sakighulsun then, knowing that it was only a matter of time until the Venusian senshi’s big mouth started a war on its own.

Even that had started innocently.

Rei moves her hands away from her eyes and blinks owlishly at her phone. Minako is probably waiting for her answer. She grabs her phone and frowns at the keypad, trying to think of a response. Sometimes, Rei really has no words to respond to Minako with.

Some people pack lightly.

She turns her attention back to her work, determined to not lose herself in memories again. She shouldn’t have to worry about this stuff; she should just be able to feel as though she’s fallen in love without this extra baggage attached to her every action.

The numbers are easy, she can process them without any thought and it’s earning her money, unlike the torment of the memories that seem to creep up behind her and assault her with every waking moment.

Rei is pretty sure that Minako wasn’t telling her everything when it came to the memories. There was no way that they could fade together with her own memories of this life the way that Minako had suggested when Rei’d asked her about it last night.

She completes another set of numbers and glances at her phone. It is still silent.

“Now you look like the scorned lover, Hino-san,” the man with whom she shares an office with jokes.

Rei turns around and tried her hardest to glare at him, but he’s got a point. She’d gotten used to Minako responding promptly, but she did realize that Minako had to work as well. Minako was most likely trapped in one of those production meetings that she’s always complaining to Usagi about.

She sighs loudly and stands up, pushing her chair away from the desk with a loud scraping sound. She winces. She’s shoving her phone into her pocket even though she’s pretty sure that Minako won’t get back to her any time soon, when she realizes that she’s at work and cannot simply leave for a few minutes. “I’m going to the vending machines,” she says, not really needing to, but again falling to the dictated norms of her upbringing.

“Have fun,” her coworker says, waving his hand dismissively as she stalks out the door.

Rei cuts down the hallway with a sense of purpose and direction that she doesn’t think that she’s had in a good long while. Minako is affecting her, making her feel more comfortable in her own skin than Rei has felt in years. Rei isn’t sure that she likes the feelings that Minako’s forcing on her – she’s not sure that she can stand the idea that they might not even be her own.

Anyone else would tell Rei to just let it go, but she can’t bring herself to do it. She worries about these things, turns them over and over in her head until she’s found the perfect way to deny them all. She can’t work her way around this, however, and it bothers her.

The vending machines are around the corner from the front door of her office, she leaves with a nod to the receptionist, and is greeted with a blast of sickeningly hot summer air. It is a sticky heat; the humidity is a lot higher from when Rei went to work that morning, and she’s glad that she brought her umbrella with her. It is going to rain.

She walks quickly, for she is overdressed for this weather, and stands in front of the vending machines for a few minutes, contemplating her choices. She hasn’t eaten lunch, but then again, she rarely does. Coffee would be nice, she decides, and feeds the machine her coins and selects the ‘cold’ option next to the coffee icon on the menu screen.

The machine clanks and spits out her coffee. Rei retrieves the can and rests it against her forehead for a minute, enjoying the cooling sensation.

Her phone buzzes and she pulls it out of her pocket, perhaps Minako is prompt after all. Idols function on their own time, and Rei knows that better than most people. She considers, briefly, the amount of time she’s spent following Minako around, before flipping her phone open. She’s been sucked into the idol lifestyle in the past, and she wants nothing to do with it.

Even if it makes Minako happy.

Some people don’t live out of a suitcase for months at a time.

Rei exhales, blowing hair up and out of her mouth so that it tussles her bangs. Typical Mina. She closes her eyes and sighs heavily. She tucks her phone back into her pocket and pops the can open with a rather satisfying hiss.

The coffee tastes like shit, it always does from a can, but Rei drinks it thoughtfully as she walks back towards her office doors. Her pace is sluggish, for the weather is forcing her to move slowly, for moving fast is simply not an option.

She sits back down at her desk and pulls out her phone, typing out the next message quickly. It’s getting to the point in the day when she really has to start working hard, or she’s going to be there all night.

She searches for the words to say that to Minako, but she can find only the sharp insult that she’d thought of as soon as she’d read Minako’s message.

Rei guesses that it’s for the best as she sends the message, they do play the insult game so well. She hopes that Minako won’t take offense to the snappish remark, even though she’s said things like that to Minako very often in the past.

She doesn’t know why she’s agonizing over it so much.

Some people are trying to work.

She tosses her phone back onto her desk and pulls her keyboard towards her, typing quickly as she enters the data numbers that she’d been calculating earlier. She’s got to put them into a spread sheet and something that her awful boss can actually read.

She hates her job, really. Rei hates almost everything about it. She hates having to share her office and her private workspace. She hates business trips that make her encounter people that she really doesn’t want to meet in airports.

Rei hates the fact that she can’t seem to figure out what she feels for Minako. All she wants to do is kiss the woman silly to wipe that annoying all-knowing smirk off her face, but Rei can’t bring herself to act properly around Minako.

She just gets frustrated.

She finishes a row of data and looks up to see her phone flashing that she’s got a new text message.

Fine. I’ll come get you at six. You’d better be done working.

Rei knows that there’s no negotiation there, and she buckles down to get as much work done as she can before Minako shows up.

The clock reads quarter of six before long, and Rei’s coworker is getting ready to go home as Rei struggles to work through the last lines of data that she’s got to submit for her report on her trip. She’s getting stressed, knowing that Minako’s going to show up and her concentration is going to be shot to hell.

Damn that woman for being so distracting.

“Uh, Hino-san?” her coworker begins. He’s got his tie loosened and his suit jacket over one arm. It’s too hot outside to wear it, even if office dress code mandates that they must wear full suits even in the height of summer.

Rei turns to look at him, trying her absolute best to not glare at him. He doesn’t know that she’s desperately trying to concentrate, and she’d never actually come out and tell him. “Yes?” she asks. Her tone is testy and she supposes that the fact of the matter is that it’s the end of the day and she simply cannot sit here any more.

She has to move.

He raises his hand to rub the back of his neck, a slight blush crossing his cheeks. “I was wondering if you’d like to come out and get dinner with me.”

Rei blinks once, and then again for good measure. She cannot believe he’s asking her out.

He looks chest fallen as he hurriedly collects his things. “I’m sorry, if this is a bad time for you, I completely understand, Hino-san.”

“I’m seeing someone.” She blurts it out before she even thinks about what she’s saying. Are she and Minako in a ‘relationship’? Rei doesn’t think so, but she’ll do pretty much anything to avoid an awkward date with a coworker.

“I see,” the blush is gone, and he just looks sad. “I guess I was too slow, then.” He bowed slightly and then headed for the door. “See you on Monday, Hino-san.”

That’s right, it’s Friday.

“See you,” Rei says distractedly, and turns her attention back to the large collection of numbers that she still has yet to enter into the computer.

Her phone buzzes.

She picks it up and flips it open without really thinking, looking up sharply as she reads the message.

Look out your window.

Aino Minako has her face pressed up against the window, a goofy expression on her face and a silly little hat that’s supposed to protect her identity from everyone on the street. She waves at Rei as Rei frowns at her, and gestures in the general direction of the office’s main entryway.

Rei thinks that Minako’s trying to get herself caught, really. That’s what it has to be.

She casts another look at the minimal amount of work that she’s gotten done in the past hour and reasons that she’ll just come in early tomorrow and get it all done then. Her boss isn’t going to care that much, when it all comes down to it, and he deserves to be made to wait because of the fact that he’s even making her do this report after presenting her findings that morning.

She’s not going to get any more work done today, anyway.

She collects her things from and tosses her phone, wallet and keys into her purse before folding up her suit jacket and tucking it into the bag. It’s a little over-stuffed, but she’d rather not wear the jacket in the heat.

There’s nothing else she can do, other than shut off her computer monitor and head out to meet Minako.

She swallows, and takes the necessary fifteen paces that put her within sight of the door. Minako’s waiting just outside the door the way that Rei has herself on many occasions, waiting for Minako. She looks bored, and is fiddling with her shirt as Rei walks out the door.

Rei can see that she perks up, almost as soon as the door closes behind her and she can’t help but give Minako a slight nod as they start walking up the street. There are never any needs for ‘hello’s between the two of them and Rei doesn’t think that there ever will be. They’re far too used to each other to need meaningless words to tell them both what they already know.

They’re waiting to cross the street, Rei doesn’t want to walk three blocks up to take the pedestrian bridge, when Rei feels the first drops of rain. She reaches into her bag and pulls out her umbrella as do many of the others waiting to cross the street. Minako moves closer, and Rei raises her eyebrows.

“I don’t have one.” Minako says quietly. She grins slightly and Rei braces herself for the request. This is Japan, there are quite a few implications when it comes to walking under an umbrella together. Rei isn’t sure that she’s ready to announce to the world that yes, she is interested in Aino Minako that way. “Can I join you?”

The skies let loose then and Rei grabs Minako and pulls her close under the umbrella before she can get too wet. “I don’t like sending messages on my phone,” she mutters in Minako’s ear as they stand pressed together. She’s making her point now, Rei tells herself, so that Minako won’t have time to distract her with flowery words and kisses later.

Minako is very good at distraction.

They cross the street with the mob of people that gather at the crosswalk, waiting in the sudden downpour for a chance to cross the street to safer, dryer destinations. Cars idle at the traffic light, and Rei feels herself start as Minako grabs her free hand and leans against her as they walk.

They are not dating, Rei swears.

They reach the other side of the street, and Minako pushes her sunglasses up and onto the top of her hat. She’s got an eyebrow raised and is way to close for Rei’s comfort. Rei doesn’t think that there’s an inch of space between them and she can feel herself blushing brightly as Minako trails a finger down her cheek. “Really?” she asks, her breath making the closeness suddenly seem too much.

It is still very warm out and Rei doesn’t really want to be so close to anyone because she feels disgusting and doesn’t want to get her disgusting all over Minako’s clean and fresh-smelling figure.

Minako smells good.

“Yes.” Rei says, looking away from Minako.

They’re standing at the entrance to the subway and Rei is realizing that there could be riots if Minako’s identity is discovered on the train. She turns around then, heading back to the curb to hail a cab so that they don’t have to worry about the potential of being caught.

Or rather, she would have, had Minako not stepped out from under the umbrella and marched purposefully down the stairs to the subway station below.

“Oi!” Rei shouts, hurrying after the idol. She collapses her umbrella and hurries to catch up with Minako. She’s weaving through the growing crowd on the platform like a pro, not bumping into anyone and not raising any red flags from the girls who have t-shirts from her last tour that are loitering near a vending machine advertising American soft drinks.

Rei frowns, reaching out to grab Minako before she can actually go through with buying a ticket from the machine. “Do you even know where you’re going to have to get off?” she demands, resigned, suddenly, to the fact that they’re going to be taking the subway. Minako can’t know, because it was would downright creepy, not to mention far more stalkerish than Rei has ever been when it comes to her. She’s got this little smile on her face, however, that seems to imply that maybe she does know, and Rei feels a slight raise in her already high temper. “Well, do you?”

Minako laughs then, and punches in the buttons for Rei’s station without even looking at the display screen. “You forget that I am not completely isolated, Reiko.” She takes her ticket and her credit card as the machine spits them back out and crumples up her receipt and throws it in a nearby trashcan without looking at it. “Do you want to go get something to eat before we get the train?”

The scowl seems to be permanently etched onto Rei’s face as she shakes her head. Taking the subway is enough of a headache for her, and adding a restaurant to the mix, even it if is just a fast food place seems like the perfect excuse for Rei to want to curl up in a ball and die. “No,” she says, her tone leaving no room for argument.

They start walking again, Rei leading the way through the crowd and down several more flights of stairs as they sink deep below Tokyo’s busy streets. Rei works in the heart of the city, and she lives on the outskirts, the train ride is part of her daily routine, despite the fact that she doesn’t want to waste her life away on public transportation.

Minako looks happy, Rei thinks, and she seems to be thinking quite hard as they step onto the train and walk up several cars so that they will be able to sit down. “Are you going to cook for me then?” she asks eventually and Rei has to bite her tongue before she says something positively awful to Minako.

She is not a wife, she’s not going to cook for Minako – she’s far too tired for that.

Rei checks her knee-jerk reaction and thinks for a minute, for it would be nice to cook for the idol, but Minako’s presumption is almost too much for her. “It seems that way.” She says, sighing and leaning back on the hard plastic of the subway seat. She crosses her arms and looks away from Minako. “Don’t expect it to be any good, though,” she mutters, “I don’t have the energy for a large production right now.”

Minako’s face lights up with a brilliant smile that the sunglasses and overlarge had do little to hide and Rei is forced to look away as that smile is infectious and she’s trying to make a point right now.

The train lurches forward and Minako’s suddenly a whole lot closer than she was a minute ago, pulled by gravity and perhaps a very sneaky want to be closer to Rei.

Rei shakes her head, swallowing, for the feeling of Minako’s body pressed up against her is having a very unwanted effect on her and she can’t afford to be distracted now. It’s only a matter of time until the people in the train figure out who Minako is, and then they’ll have to make a run for it.

Still, the press of their bodies together is making Rei want to just give up on her effort to protect Minako from her insane fans.

“Oh, Reiko, it’s been forever since I had a home cooked meal,” Minako breathes in her ear. The warm tickle of her breath sends a shiver down Rei’s spine and she’s suddenly very alarmed at the fact that she seems to desperately crave the slightest touch of this woman who’s currently leaning against her. There’s not an inch of space between them and Rei is torn as to whether or not she likes it or not.

Rei swallows once more. She scoots away from Minako frowns. “Don’t get used to it. I hate cooking.”

She’s lying, and she’s pretty sure that Minako can tell.

Mina has always been able to.

They settle into silence and the train ride seems incredibly short. Rei’s station is called just as she’s starting to doze, lulled by the rocking motion of the train and Minako’s head on her shoulder. It is a comfortable situation, and she hates to roust herself from the quiet bubble of just the two of them that they’ve created. They have to go, however, for this is a one way train and they can’t just wait for it to circle around again.

“Minako,” she whispers, her fingers on the idol’s shoulder as she shakes it slightly. “This is our stop.”

“Buuh?” Minako blinks sleepily, her sunglasses had fallen down her nose and Rei thinks she looks positively adorable in her drowsy state.

Rei smiles, “Come on, we’re almost home.”

It is still raining when they exit the station and Rei hurriedly pulls out her umbrella once again before they get wet. This time, it doesn’t feel quite so awkward to walk with Minako under the small shield against the relentless summer rain, but rather comforting. They were of the same mindset, after all, and Rei likes the closeness far more than she’d initially realized. The press of Minako’s body against her’s is familiar and it is easy to fall into step beside the idol.

They walk the two blocks to Rei’s apartment and already Rei can sense the tension between them begin to rise. She desperately wants to repeat the kiss from yesterday evening, and Minako seems to want to invade Rei’s personal space even more so than she usually does.

The doorman smiles at her when she nods at him and Minako giggles behind her hand as Rei collapses her umbrella and shakes it out in the elevator. There’s a question on the tip of her tongue and she’s almost afraid to voice it, for fear that she’ll overstep the carefully constructed silent barrier that they’ve both erected around the topic of what exactly their relationship is.

Rei wants to say that Minako is her best friend, but it’s been obvious to her for years now that both she and Minako herself want more than that. Whether they are driven by the past life or not is completely lost on Rei and she prays that they are not, since that would completely kill her drive to have a relationship with Minako that was not purely platonic.

She’s been in love with Minako since the first day, and she won’t admit it to anyone.

Knowing that she’s just being pushed by the past life and the relationships that she had then makes her blood boil. Hino Rei wants to fall in love on her own, and she’s pretty sure that she’s done a good job of it. But the constant worry that she’s somehow being pushed by the past life still lurks, and she hates it.

“Are we going to just keep meeting like this?” Rei asks as the elevator hums to life.

Minako shrugs. “I rather like it.”

Rei doesn't need to point out that Minako almost always has an ulterior motive for these meetings because Minako's kissing her and talking seems like it has suddenly lost its place once more.

They stumble down the hallway towards Rei’s apartment door, their lips and tongues joined in a furious battle for dominance. Rei fumbles for her keys and she struggles to get the right key into the lock as Minako moves from kissing her lips to sucking on her neck.

She’s very distracting, even now.

A relatively short time has passed in between their last meeting and this one. It is strange to see Minako like this, on a daily basis, to have her sleep in the same bed. Rei likes being able to keep track of the idol, to know where she is at all times. She doesn't know what she's doing with Minako, or how to decipher the messages that the idol sends to her phone at all hours of the day and night. All she really does know is that she wants to be around this woman more and more with every passing moment, and she's afraid of those sensations. There are words to describe how she feels, Rei knows, but she won't use them. Minako wouldn't, and Rei will not be the first to cave.

Minako pulls her back into her apartment and pushes the door closed behind her before Rei manages to regain enough control over her body to spin the idol in her arms and force her up against the wall. Minako is better when she is not a moving target, Rei has learned. Or perhaps she’s remembered, she can’t really tell any more. All she knows is that she wants Minako pinned up against the wall so that she can’t escape Rei’s lips.

This is like their sparring in the past life, a carefully constructed environment where they can work out their frustrations on each other. Rei likes it, but she'll never admit it, for when Minako shows up, she usually loses a lot of sleep and gets very little done until the idol has to leave once more. Still, it leaves Rei stated and she does appreciate it.

A smirk grows on Minako's face as Rei shoves her denim-clad knee in between Minako's slightly parted legs. As Minako groans, Rei leans forward and presses her lips against Minako's once more, their tongues dueling for superiority without ever really knowing who the victor is. This is the one time that they can play that game and not care about the outcome, for it never really matters.

The kiss, however, does not wipe the smile off of Minako's face. Rei feels annoyance rise though her body and she turns her attention to the idol's neck, kissing her in places where she's just starting to remember - places that make Minako squirm under her.

"What are you smiling at?" Rei demands, nipping at Minako's ear, her fingers busy with the tiny buttons on Minako's jacket. She wants to feel more, to touch Minako’s skin and claim ownership of it once again. The damn thing won't come undone and Rei can feel a curse in an ancient, guttural language rise and slip past her lips before she has time to catch it. She's done it now, speaking that language that she keeps on trying to forget. Fucking buttons.

Minako's eyes widen, and she pushes Rei away, saying something in that same language, the one Rei doesn't remember.

Rei can't help but respond, "I told you long ago that it didn't matter." It never did. She is not a slave to the past; she lives and loves for the present. She won't let Minako's obsession with something that happened thousands of years ago dictate her actions today. She just can't.

"Reiko," her eyes are misty and Rei steps forward once more, wrapping the idol up in her arms and promising things that she never would, under any other circumstance. She can't stand to see Mina cry, and the girl is looking dangerously close to doing just that. "Reiko, why do you hide from me?"

Rei narrows her eyes, wondering what Minako means. "I do no such thing," she's still speaking that language, the one she doesn't remember. What has changed? She can't even imagine what she's thinking right now. She's too close to this fire; she's going to get burned.

"You're always hiding, I can never find you except when I don't want to."

“Mina…ko…” She’s speaking some other language now; the one that her heart tells her is the right one for the situation. This one is flowery and sing-song, like the picture of Minako that she has in her head, the carefree girl she met for the first time on the set of a game show for television. Rei likes it, even though she can’t place its origin. Venusian, the language of the high court, Mars Reiko’s voice cuts though her reverie as she buries her nose in Minako’s hair.

Rei doesn’t know how to thank her, but the words flow out of her mouth effortlessly. “I-” she trails off, trying to start and knowing that she can’t just come out and say it. Something like this is such a shocking admission that she can barely keep herself from crying out, and begging Minako to understand. “I don’t know if what I feel is because I remember our shared past or not.”

Minako's lips find her own and Rei feels herself getting lost in the sensations again. She lets Minako lead, not really caring all that much that it feel slightly backwards, and allows herself to drown in the feelings that were welling up within her.

She didn't know if they were Mars Reiko's - or her own.

Minako's tongue is in her mouth, and the idol pushing her back against the wall again. Rei can't think of what to do with her hands. She balls them in the back of Minako’s shirt, holding on as if it is the only thing binding her to this plane of existence.

Rei gasps for breath when Minako pulls away, her tongue dancing along her bottom lip as she pulls it back into her mouth. Rei wonders when Minako learned to be such a tease, not to mention such a damn good kisser. She doesn’t like the idea of Minako kissing anyone but herself, and she’s going to have to make sure that Minako knows that before this night is over.

They’re moving so fast. Yesterday it was just a tentative kiss based on something that Rei still isn’t sure she understands or accepts as a present reality – today, they’re acting as though they’ve been doing this for years.

Rei hates the fact that Mars Reiko’s memories still dictate how she acts in this life. She wants to fall in love with Aino Minako on her own, and she’s pretty sure that she’d done it before Mars Reiko’s memories decided to rain on her parade and generally make all of her decisions ten times more complicated.

Her mind again drifts backwards, as Minako leans in for another kiss, back to a time and place where there were words for what they share. Rei cannot see herself professing her undying love to this frustrating woman, ever; it just would not work. She’s too stubborn and if Minako’s head is still attached to her shoulders, she already knows. Rei has no need to state the obvious.

Minako’s lips brush against her’s and Rei allows her hands to let go of the back of Minako’s shirt. She moves to cup Minako’s cheek as Minako smiles into their almost-kiss. “Do I feel familiar?” she asks. She’s back to speaking Japanese, for which Rei is grateful, their conversations can only go so far in dead languages that they both pretend not to remember most of the time.

Rei has to think for a minute, because Minako has a good question and she hasn’t ever considered the answer. “No…” she grinds out as Minako’s hands wander under her shirt, higher this time and closer to the underside of her breasts. She still won’t kiss her, and Rei is starting to get frustrated with the idol’s breath on her lips and no contact other than that. It’s not fair, she wants to just have Minako doing that pleasantly distracting thing with her tongue, and she has to think about a relationship. She picks her words carefully, “You feel new.”

Minako leans forward then and closes the final distance between them, her free hand finding Rei’s and their fingers lacing together. “Good,” she says, her eyes telling a story that Rei has heard thousands of times. “I’d hate to be unoriginal.”

[Fic] An Update on That Challenge Fic

2008-06-30T16:36:35Z

"Do you trust me?" Rei whispered in her ear. Her voice was harsh and thick with a passion that Minako barely remembers.

Rei's teeth graze her earlobe and it's all that Minako can do to not hiss in appreciation. "Yessss..." she does trust Rei, she trusts her more she trusts her own mother. More than anyone else in this lifetime, for that matter.

Rei is her lover, and Minako knows that she shouldn't be forcing Rei into a role that she's not ready for, but she's already mentally assigned Rei a title from the past life.

One that meant far more than just lover.

The closest translation into the language that she's been brought up speaking is 'consort,' but that seems to fall flat when she thinks of Rei and how much the infuriating girl means to her.

"Perfect," Rei said, a smile in her voice, but not in her eyes. Her gaze was intent and passionate as she met Minako's gaze evenly.

The hands that were holding Minako's hands in place were gone and something rough and wrapped something uncomfortable was being wrapped around her wrists. Binding them tightly over her head and out of the way of Rei's insistent lips.

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Slowly progressing fic is slowly progressing. I'm sorry Mels and the rest of you guys, I'm going, it's just hard to write when I have ~~Pretty Girls~~ things distracting me.

I think that this is the official half way point as well. It's at about 1400 words right now.

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I watched the first episode of Telepathy Shoujo Ran, a new anime that started last week. So far it's very good, basically a story about a girl who's pretty ordinary, except she has this latent and very powerful psychic ability that seems to attract ~~crazy stalkers~~ other people with the same powers. No gay-bells just yet, but omg, that would be the best hate sex ever.

But they're in middle school, so I digress.

More on this story as it develops.

[Movies] Wanted

2008-06-29T04:59:48Z

FUCK. YEAH.

HOT MOVIE WAS HOT.

MADE NO FUCKING SENSE AND WAS COMPLETELY UNBELIEVABLE.

BUT THAT'S WHY I GO TO MOVIES.

ALSO.

OMG DARK KNIGHT TRAILER.

I LOVE THE CASTING FOR HARVEY DENT.

NOW DO IT RIGHT. HE'D BETTER HAVE A NEW BABY AND A PSYCHOTIC WIFE.

ETA: SO DO WE GET TO SEE MORE BABY BABS? I LIKE THE IDEA OF INFANT!ORACLE.

ALSO ALSO.

FUCK YEAH ANGELINA. I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE SCARY SKINNY, YOU'RE STILL HOT.

AND I GOT TO SEE YOUR ASS. :3 :D :D :D

[Plotting] The challenge fic

2008-06-26T14:23:00Z

"You cannot say you were thinking of nothing, Reiko. You'd be lying."
"Prove it."
"Maybe I will,"
"This is not proving it," "This is sticking your tongue into my mouth."
"I thought you liked that."
Rei was silent.
"You're lying to yourself again."
"Shut up."
"Reiko?" "Rei, what are you doing?"
"Let's just say, Mina, that your little debacle of a few weeks ago got me thinking."
Minako swallowed. "It is more a Martian thing, isn't it?" She was suddenly rather worried, and excited at the same time.
Rei shrugged, "You're mine, Mina, I'm just enforcing the point."

Fic dialogue is dialogue. :3

[Random] OF AWESOME

2008-06-24T21:23:03Z

Five random and fairly stupid things Ellen does on a regular basis:

1. I make faces, ":D" faces, at small children and dogs. Nothing confuses a kid more than when I do this. Therefore I do it lots. >:D And I love how dogs get this 'WTF' face when I do it. :3
2. I sing along to Nightwish and nothing else. This is sort of a lie, but Nightwish is the only band I like singing along to and don't think I suck balls while doing it. Which is sort of insane, as Tarja has like MAD OPERA VOICE... ^^;
3. I suck my thumb. With full knowledge of how much braces cost and suck. I usually do it with my retainer in. XD
4. I use expressions like 'lol' and 'colon dee' in everyday speech. People think I'm very strange.
5. I watch Muppet Movies and recite them, word for word, in time with the movie.
(bonus) 6. The Japanese at the top of my journal reads "Hajimari kure ta kimi ni, sotto sasayaku futari dake no yakusoku..." or, in English, "The beginning, you whispered softly to me, a promise between the two of us..." The lyrics are from "Innocent Starter," by Mizuki Nana. :3

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Mels is the most awesomest person ever and has given me license to drive a very terrified-looking camper to our farm. :3 Amusingly, everyone else is in the camper.... those poor babies. :3

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HAI GAIZ. PASSAGES. SHE IS DONE. 8D GO READ.

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Also, I is having some google talk: ellenannes@gmail.com

Look me up.

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I go to work now. I shall be back around nine thirty or so.

[Random] The Assessment of Being Trapped

2008-06-23T18:09:22Z

Am stuck in B-Town. I saw Dan at work and got a hug and yelled at for peace-ing it out early on Thursday. If I'd had clean underwear I'd have stayed, I swear.

So today was good, except for the fact that freaking EPIC THUNDER STORM is rolling in and I'm really tempted to go put my laptop in the car before I get rained on. I'm at the uni library right now and I'm debating just hunkering down for the winter, only I need to plug in my laptop and they don't like it when you do that shit here.

So yes. I got Chase food and bedding today. We're making a change from the grey stuff to BRIGHT BLUE, because the poor guy can't see his food since it's the same color as his bedding. So Chase now has food, and a clean cage. He's moving into my room tonight once I clean him.

Tonight Phae and I are going to try some epic pokemonz trading, and I've gotta catch her a buncha Bidoofs to trade for the AWESOME SAUCE she's trading me. :3 In other news, I have become a micromanager and I've decided that everytime I catch a party-worthy pokemon, I'm going to be anal and catch like nine of them to breed them for good stats. :o Such micromanagement.

The Final Passages chapter might be up tomorrow, depending on how inspired I get, but I've gotta go though and reread all 100000+ words of the damn thing to make sure that I wrapped everything up. HiME-tachi who read the fic on my FP, you all should let me know if there's anything that's bugging you about the fic before I finish, so that I can fix it. :3

I'm going to go get myself new shoes. :D I shoveled a shit ton of chicken-shit encrusted compost yesterday and my shoes have officially died. So now I'm thinking that I'll go and just get another payless pair. I'm debating, however.

[Random] WTH

2008-06-23T03:28:52Z

THINGS THAT SHOULD NOT EXIST:

FEMALE MR. MIMES

[Random] D:

2008-06-21T17:16:07Z

You know you're having a bad morning when C'est La Vie comes up on shuffle and your first thought is "Shaddup, Ayaka." I think I need to get outside and stop writing Passages now.

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EDIT: Okay, the animesuki boards fixed it. THIS is why today is now a good day. Like seriously, you don't even have to know Nanoha to make sense of this truly beautiful story.

Sample from Passages 33:

"Shizuru smiled and walked towards the open window, pulling her own coat around her and summoning her element in a rush of cold energy that Natsuki was unaccustomed to seeing coming from her lover. It was always unnerving seeing Shizuru summon her element, and now even more so, as Shizuru simply kept walking straight out the window, her feet landing on one of the waiting Kiyohime’s many heads.

The large purple creature hissed loudly at Natsuki as she turned to walk away from Shizuru and she glanced over her shoulder one last time to see Shizuru squatting down, her element clenched in one hand and her free hand pressed against the large head of the creature. Her lips were moving, but Natsuki could not hear the words.

This was a private moment, she should not intrude."

Slowly progressing update is slowly progressing

[Meme] What is it with me, sex, and fictional characters?

2008-06-20T17:09:39Z

Nabbed offa Tru and Phae.

List 10 fictional characters you wouldn't kick out of bed. (No assigned order here)

1. Fate T. Harlaown (MSLN)
2. Yuuki Nao / J. Nao Zhang (Mai HiME/Otome)
3. Lisa Cuddy (House MD)
4. Martha. Fucking. Jones. (Doctor Who/Torchwood)
5. Hazuno Shizuma (Strawberry Panic!)
6. Himemiya Chikane (Kannazuki No Miko)
7. Hino Rei (Sailor Moon)
8. Yuuko (xxxHoliC)
9. Aino Minako (Sailor Moon)
10. Yomiko Readman (ROD/ROD the TV)

Edit: I went and killed myself by reading OZAKU for a while, I now feel the compulsion to SMACK Erica Friedman.

SHE NEEDS TO DIE.

WTF NANOHA HAS NO YURI!??!

WTF.

[Meme] BABY PICTURES

2008-06-20T03:13:49Z

So Phae suggested bad baby picture meme. :D I HALP

Wait? What? Awful Pictures? D: D: D:

The Ellen is a happy child, she goes around naked and puts halloween decorations on her head.

She eats messy food and loves to show off how much of a ~~ZOMBIE~~ adorable child she is.

She does not, however, always smile for the camera. that's my grandpa and cousin tom there.

Or even really pay attention. The gay uncle was distracting. LOLOLOLOL, I really have one, well, two.

No, Ellen was a happy child. She liked to eat cake for the camera. She still does, too, if you remember earlier picture posts.

She liked playing on the beach with her sister.

And hugging stop signs.

And playing with her one true love (sorry various waifus and potential love interests) LEGOS. FUCK YEAH LEGOS. She still does this. Only the collection is much bigger than that first set you see caught on camera there. MUCH BIGGER.

hey look, a nice pic to wrap this shit up. :D

So phaethon totally gets credit for this idea, not me.

[Random] LOLOL CHAT

2008-06-18T17:52:28Z

Okay guys, just to restate.

PGSM-tachi, AIM conversation in an awful chat.

10-ish PM EST tonight.

mmmels is Rabbit4888
phaethon is Tejawoof
anamatics is Taikomon

COMMENT WITH YOUR AIM USERNAME so that i can invite y'all to a chat.

[Fic] That Challenge Fic

2008-06-18T14:22:11Z

A preview:

The first time that Minako tied Rei up was on a whim. Rei was being difficult and she didn't like it, so she grabbed a discarded stocking and wrapped it around Rei's struggling wrists. Rei had gotten quiet after that, watching her with wary eyes that seemed to be burning with the same fire that Minako remembered from the past life. It scared her then, realizing how much she liked Rei on display like that, unable to move and completely at her mercy.

Minako never tied Rei up after that.

She thought about it many times, but she was fairly certain that Rei did not appreciate being forced to beg for even the slightest touch. Their lovemaking was passionate and fast - it worked better when all four of their hands had easy access to each other's bodies.

Rei, however, Minako noticed, seemed to withdraw after a while, as though she was planning something. Minako did not like it when Rei plotted, she didn't like it when Rei took matters into her own hands and made decisions that could effect the both of them.

Fuck it, she didn't like it when Rei smiled at her like that. As though she was the cat that just ate the canary.

"What?" she demanded, glaring up at Rei though her tinted sunglasses.

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Oh intro, I really don't need you, but yet I really, really do.

[Meme] Mash Game: Predict Your Future at eSPIN-the-Bottle

2008-06-17T22:18:39Z



		I will marry PHAE.
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Latvia in our fabulous House.
		We will have 4 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a BRIGHT FUCKING ORANGE Honda.
		I will spend my days as a Government Minion, and live happily ever after.

[Random] Wow...

2008-06-17T17:23:40Z

I am sitting in a middle school. Updating from a middle school computer. D: D: D: WHYYYYYY?!?!?!?! I'm going to get shot.

Mom has dragged me to work, given me a large pile of crap and told me to sort it. Natrually, sudden onset cluelessness has occured. So I've got my sketch book, (I've dogeared pages to rape into a pencil art upload later on today) and I've been debating ideas for the PGSM BDSM fic-challenge that my inner Aries-cusp will not let be back down from. I WILL WIN :Db

So last night I was sorting my music and I found this file called "Awesome - Better than You". I was curious, so I clicked and proceeded to get RICKROLLED.

I RICKROLLED MYSELF.

INSERT IRATE ELLEN HERE.

But in sorting my music, I accidentally reset my playcounts in iTunes, so my top 25 is a mess and I spent a lot of last night ~~on the phone with Phae~~ trying to fix that by listening to a few songs on repeat.

Okay, I tell my iPod to go to the next song, and I get the same song again. D: D: D:

But it's Eternal Blaze, so it's okay.

Oookayyyy.

we're going to try and do what mom wants so I can get the fuck out of this place sometime today.

BORED ELLEN IS BORED.

[Meme] Five Things

2008-06-16T20:03:32Z

Five things you might not know about Ellen:

A meme in five bullet points.

1. She folds her underwear. She's done it all her life and she can't really explain why she does it, she thinks she picked it up from her mom a long time ago. She also air dries most of her underwear when she's at home and can do that anal-retentive bullshit. At school, she only air dry the shirts she has that shrink in the dryer.

2. She is the oldest of four children. Ages 17-8. Two sisters and a brother. Her sisters are named Hope and Faith, and people joke that she should be named 'Charity' or 'Grace' but she was born first and therefore she gets the cool, original name. Not that either of her names are that modern. They're good, '40s names. She doesn't know who the 'Ellen' is, but Anne is her grandmother on her mom's side, only she is an 'Anne with an 'e''. Points if you get the reference.

3. One of her favorite books is The House with a Clock in it's Walls. Her copy is so old that it's fallen apart now, but she still have it carefully hidden away in a box of her crap in the basement. Edward Gorey did the illustrations for the book and she is totally in love with his very Gothic wood-block-print style art. It reminds her of William Blake, who is perhaps her favorite poet.

4. She is a total anime snob. But she thinks that Sailor Moon is the best thing since the invention of the wheel, despite the fact that it really has everything she loathes in many other shows. She's been a Sailor Moon fan since FOURTH FUCKING GRADE, she is rather proud of the fact that she's been watching the show since she was nine. That's er... eleven years now. D:

5. She never comments when she takes icons. She is a total icon snob, and she's always sure to credit the people who made them, but she hates commenting on their icon posts. She prefers to admire their work from afar, even though she knows it's horrible. D:

[Random] A cool idea

2008-06-16T18:47:56Z

HAY GAIZ.

We should all try and figure out how to Skype each other. -nod nod-

that way it'd be like a chat room, but we'd all be talking at once.

good idea y/y?

[Random] On Work

2008-06-16T15:59:16Z

So yesterday it was really sunny. Actually, fuck it, if you want to hear about my woes, you can go listen to the voice post. :3

But yeah, I fell off my bike on the way home. It was... special. I blame the fact that I borrowed a pair of shades on the way down because I'm in the sun all the way to the ballfeild - so I didn't have my glasses - so no depth perception.

woops.

Owwwie.

So anyway, fell, hit the sidewalk weird when crossing the street and over the handlebars I go. D: I skinned up my knee and the side of my left hand pretty good. Both of them are kinda sore right now, but I can walk and type so it's okay, yes?

And o ya, I got payed.

I gotta go to the bank.

I've gotta get started on that BDSM Rei/Minako smut challenge, but I'm not really not in the mood right now.

I guess that I'll write Passages. But that's going so slowly.

She was the one who
BOOM
SHIHO
THOUSANDS OF THEM
NATSUKI AND MAI LURE AWAY,
NAO AND FUJINO HAVE TO FIGHT TOGETHER
Natsuki gets shot off
Shiho falls off bridge

SEE, SLOWLY!

Maybe I'll just take a nap.

hey, phaethon, I had some kinda awesome dreams last night.

Voice Post

2008-06-16T03:09:12Z

Voice Post

2008-06-15T18:26:45Z

anamatics @ 2008-06-15T02:22:00

2008-06-15T06:26:01Z

Taikomon: OH NOES
PrettyKittyMulu: AND I'M NOT EVEN EARTHBENDER
Taikomon: EARTHQUAKE
PrettyKittyMulu: DAMN I'M GOOD
Taikomon: I R EARTH BENDAH
PrettyKittyMulu: I R WATERBENDER
Taikomon: TOGETHER
Taikomon: WE ARE MUDBENDAH
PrettyKittyMulu: LOLOL
Taikomon: LOLOLOL

[Fic] PGSM - Ten Minutes in a Closet

2008-06-13T19:42:36Z

Fandom: PGSM
Title: ~~Five~~ Ten Minutes in a Closet
Rating: M (for PWPness)
Summary: Sex. In a closet. Need I say more?
Notes: phaethon asked for it, I was more than happy to provide, since I get train!sex in return. :3 Since I finished it and she's not home yet and I'm not going to be online tonight, this is the best way for her to see it.
>////< I've never done smut of this nature before, however.

Minako hates filming promotional videos more than any other aspect of her job, as they run over time and eat into what little personal time her schedule grants her to interact with her friends and loved ones. She's running late now, and every time she looks up she can see the annoyed countenance of Hino Rei staring moodily at the director, as if she's trying to will him to end the session.

They've still got two more takes after this and Minako's starting to feel tired. They've only booked the studio for today, however, so all the filming has to get done.

Minako throws herself into the action, performing the necessary lip-synching to her own song to get out of this outfit and into the next one so that they can do the final scene.

This is a love song and the single's going to be released next week. Minako has to act as though she's in love with the overweight and middle-aged cameraman, when really all she can see is Rei, standing in the shadows. She can feel the intensity of Rei's gaze from here and she almost wants to call for a break so she can find some dark corner and kiss her lover senseless before going back to work.

She's sick of this motion, standing there with pouty lips and a lovesick expression on her face. She can see Rei very clearly from here, and all she wants to do is allow her face to brighten and give some outward sign that she's seen Rei.

Sure, they antagonize each other constantly, but Minako loves the fact that they are so completely in tune with each other.

"That's a wrap, take ten, everyone!" The director calls and Minako kicks off her shoes and hastens across the stage towards Rei. Her assistant can pick them up, or someone else can. She doesn't care right now; all she cares about is Rei.

She stops in front of Rei and smiles impishly, knowing that Rei's scowl is mostly because of the fact that Minako has to pointedly ignore her while at work.

"Hi," Minako says.

Rei grabs her and they're pressed up against each other almost instantly. Minako is surprised at how gutsy Rei is being, as this is a very public place and her hands are everywhere, touching in places that Minako had forgotten she was sensitive to.

"Reiko, what are you-" Minako starts, but Rei's pulling her backwards into a storage closet, her hand tight against Minako's mouth. The door slams shut and Minako feels Rei spin her, hot, insistent lips pressed against her slightly open mouth.

Rei's tongue is everywhere, sliding deep into Minako's mouth with the skill that Minako only pretends not recognize. She can't kiss back like this, and she's completely at the mercy of Rei's insistent, probing tongue.

"How long do you have?" Rei's voice is harsh and demanding. She's pulled away to focus her attention on trailing her lips along Minako's jaw line. She's going so fast, and Minako used to Rei going slowly.

Oh god, she's good at this too, in a few quick actions and an aggressive manner that Minako is unused to; Rei's got her so turned on that she's weak at the knees.

"Ten minutes, tops..." Minako groans, she can feel the pressure building between her legs and so help her if Rei leaves her hanging. She is not going back to work in this state, she doesn't think she can be coherent.

Rei's got her shoved back up against the door now; her hands are dipping lower across the small of Minako's back. She's pulling her skirt up and sliding her fingers along the skin she's uncovered as though it's her territory. Minako likes this new, aggressive Rei, she likes that she is so aroused right now that it's almost ridiculous. She likes that she is so completely out of control.

Oh god, Rei.

Minako's breath is coming in short pants and her hands are in Rei's hair, pulling her closer, trying to fuse their bodies together as Rei's lips dance along the side of her neck, sucking and biting. She's working Minako up; her lips sucking the skin up into her teeth in such a way that Minako can feel her knees start to give out and she can only trust that Rei will keep her steady.

"Perfect." Rei's fingers close around the barely covered round of her ass and she pulls Minako towards her, squeezing gently as she bites down hard on Minako's neck.

Minako bites her lip and buries her face in Rei's hair, trying not to moan too loudly. They could get caught doing this, she could get in a lot of trouble for doing this; she wants Rei to fucking finish what she started.

Rei's hands are moving faster now, probing roughly between her legs and Minako finds herself struggling to give Rei room to move. She lifts her leg up, wrapping it around Rei's waist and Rei makes a contented noise at the back of her throat before she goes back to sucking heavily on Minako's neck. She's got easier access now, and Minako can't help but wonder how foolish they look in this position.

Rei's making it hard for her to think, very hard.

Minako groans as Rei's fingers trail their way along her thighs, her nails sharp on the sensitive skin there. She wants Rei to touch her, to fix this unbearable sensation that she's struggling with, to allow her a precious moment of release. They have no time no chance to do this properly.

This is a quick fuck, and Minako knows that she's going to have to make it up to Rei later on.

"Re...i..." Minako says, her hands in Rei's hair, pulling at it in order to get Rei's attention. She needs Rei to use her mouth elsewhere, there are places on her body that are begging for her lover's touch - and she has to follow their demands.

Rei's grin is visible in the half-light of the closet as she leans in to kiss Minako roughly, her fingers pushing aside Minako's underwear and finally, finally pressing hard up and into her.

She gasps, knowing that Rei has met no resistance that she's totally given herself away. She wanted this so badly, and now Rei knows.

She's never going to hear the end of this.

Rei's moving her fingers now, touching everywhere and leaving nothing unexplored. Minako can feel herself bucking into the touch, knowing that she's close, oh so close, and yet not nearly close enough to finish within the timeframe they have available.

"Reiko," Minako groans, pulling away from Rei's insistent lips and tongue long enough to get the words out. She's panting, and when Rei allows her tongue to trail across her upper lip before pulling it back into mouth, Minako feels a new surge of arousal. She wants that tongue back in her mouth, paying attention to only her once more.

Rei's smile is impish and Minako finds it irritating as she struggles to string the rest of her words together into a coherent sentence. There are no words for what she wants to ask Rei, because this behavior is both welcome and somewhat alarming at the same time. They've done this twice together, and Minako can only say their sex to be vanilla.

This is much more strawberry flavored.

That's good, since she likes strawberries more.

So fucking much more.

Fingers close roughly around her breast and Minako's breath comes in shorter and shorter gasps as she feels herself start to be absorbed, completely, by the sensation. Rei's fingers leave her breast momentarily, pausing to shove up her shirt and bra so that they can touch skin instead of oppressive clothing. Minako hasn't felt so free in a long time, and she writhes under Rei's touch.

She's completely forgotten what she wanted to say to Rei, and when Rei's neck dips to the level of her breasts, Minako just lets her head fall back against the wall.

She's so aroused right now, her body is responding to the slightest movement of Rei's ever-busy hands.

Rei's tongue flicks out and laps around the edge of her breast, her lips follow, sucking and nipping gently at the skin there. She's going to have bruises later, and the dress that she's supposed to be wearing for the next take... "God..." she's not even speaking coherently any more, Rei's fingers and tongue are making short work of that.

She can hear people moving around the studio set outside the door and she bites her tongue to keep from groaning as Rei's fingers curl upwards and push forward insistently. Minako knows what Rei's looking for, and she's not sure she's going to find it in this dark closet where she's fucking Minako up against a wall. That task is better left for the bedroom and where they can see what they're doing.

Oh my god, Minako can't fight the sudden and new wave of sensation, but Rei's fingers have found their mark and are hitting it repeatedly. Her hips jerk forward and she moans loudly, she's working with Rei, trying to finally finish what twenty minutes of Rei watching her work and seven minutes of heated passion have started. She's got to be quiet, she needs Rei finish and they're calling two minutes before they've got to go back to work.

Rei's pace is relentless and her fingers are moving in small half-circles that're making Minako's toes curl as she tries to tighten her entire body around those fingers. She's drowning in sensation. She’s close, so so close.

"Minako," Rei whispers, their faces suddenly close together once more.

Minako must have closed her eyes.

God, she's stopped, why did she stop?

Minako thrusts her hips forward, trying to get Rei to continue moving. She wants to come, she really does, and this is just downright cruel. Rei should know better, they've got no time and she needs at least a minute or two to pull herself together once they finish.

"Don't scream," Rei mutters before leaning in to press her open mouth against Minako's own. Their tongues dance together and Rei's fingers start to move to meet the jerking motion of Minako's hips. They're going much faster, now, hard, rough, the way that Minako likes it.

Rei has always been so careful with her, Minako finds herself suddenly grateful for this chance with roughness. They're not making love, they're fucking and Minako likes it.

She groans into the kiss, knowing what's coming in very short order. She's going to scream, she always does, she doesn't know how to be quiet in such a situation - and god, she doesn't care.

So close, so fucking close...

Rei moves her fingers upwards, and suddenly all of Minako's control falls away. She can feel her legs start to buckle and Rei's free arm is suddenly off her breast and under her, holding her up as she rides the wave of pleasure. She's got her hands tangled in Rei's hair and she knows she's pulling hard, but she doesn't care.

The shriek dies in Rei's mouth; it's muffled and not nearly as loud as she thought it was going to be. She comes in a wave of jerky motion and gasping for breath.

Rei's hand is still between her legs, a sticky mess and Minako can feel the results of their actions running down her inner thighs. She's going to have to disappear off to the bathroom to clean up, but Rei's still kissing her, her tongue is slowing now, and they're becoming more chaste.

It's almost cute.

She finally pulls away and Minako pouts as Rei pulls her hand away and looks it pensively. "You were really messy today, Mina." she comments, licking her index finger with practiced ease.

Minako stares at her, and Rei leans forward, pressing her fingers up against Minako's lips. "Reiko..." she's still coming down from the post-orgasmic high, but this is so terribly erotic.

She licks Rei's fingers and lets Rei kiss her cheek briefly before reclaiming possession of her hands from the tangled mess of Rei's hair so that she can fix her shirt.

At least Rei didn't pop a button, she thinks, grinning sheepishly at Rei as her lover tries to help her fix her skirt. Her underwear are soaked through, but there's nothing she can do about that now - she's got to go change for the next shot and hope that the damage that Rei did to her neck isn't too noticeable.

Rei bends down and picks up Minako's fallen garment bag. "You have one minute," she says, kissing Minako briefly.

Minako will get her back later, for Rei is clearly still aroused and Minako is never one to take without giving.

She just doesn't have the time now.

She opens the closet door a crack and checks to make sure the coast is clear before she hurries up the hallway towards her dressing room. She doesn't want anyone to see her like this, for the just-sexed look has not been in for a while and it won't do to delay the shot any more than she can arrange.

So mmmels is doing a picture meme thing. :D I HALP. I is mostly taller than all of you, at 5'6".

This is Ellen. She's just gotten a hair cut and has bangs for the first time since fourth grade, naturally, she's grinning like an idiot.

This is mai waifu. I'm eating cake, so naturally, there must be awful pic of me. :D

This is the lake near my school. it has good sunsets. :3

I like rodents. This is Chase. He is a rat. :3

These are the ~~other rodents~~ friends of mine that I love very much. ~~Except when they're being awful~~.

Further proof that they're awful.

This is Ellen's sister, and her mom there in the background. I look like my dad.

I write fic. This is my workspace. ~~lies~~.

[Random] My Mother, let me show you her.

2008-06-12T22:16:40Z

Ellen: I AM TRYING TO WRITE SMUT. YOUR DIGIMON IS NOT CONDUCIVE TO THIS.
Hannah: YOU COULD SIT BACK AND WATCH THE DIGIMON, BUT NOOOO.
Mom: Why don't you read me smut?

. . .

OH MY.

Writing Closet Sex for phaethon, will most likely be done later tonight. Look forward to my posting that later, maybe tomorrow.

Sample: "Rei's moving her fingers now, touching everywhere and leaving nothing unexplored. Minako can feel herself bucking into the touch, knowing that she's close, oh so close, and yet not nearly close enough to finish within the time frame they have available."

[Random] Gone Shopping

2008-06-11T19:49:32Z

Am off being a total girl.

Need to buy bras and underwear.

Also, gym shorts.

It's too hot to be wearing canvas boy shorts all the time.

Seriously, mom saw my bra yesterday, and when I told her that it'd had belonged to both her and Hope in the past she said, quite frankly, that she should buy me some bras.

I shall edit this post later to tell of the spoils of a Burlington run.