Hi, I haven't written anything in a very long time...so I guess I am
somewhat back. I own nothing, 'cept Michelle and Damion. This also is
Yuri between Ami and Makoto....
White bed sheets thrown on the floor around the bed along with a
couple pillows. The woman in the bed was in a deep fitful sleep thrashing
about in her bed. The mother of two was dressed in a white tank top and
green boxers and covered in her own sweat. Her long brown hair was
slightly coming out of it's hold of the braid due to her movements in bed.
Two teenagers about the age of seventeen watched their mother in silence as
they leaned up against the walls of the room, both trying to comprehend
what pain their mother was in.
A slight sigh escaped the girls lips as she whispered to her twin
brother, "What are we going to do about this? These dreams seem to be
getting worse and she has no one to help her. I feel so bad for mom." Her
emerald eyes never left her mothers form as she switched her weight to the
"Michelle, the only thing we can do is be there for her, we only know
so little of what she has been through, even though I know that what we
were told was horrible," Damion whispered back as he sleepily shook his
short brown hair out of his eyes. Even through the darkness he could see
her nod in a wordless agreement as they both stood watch over there mother
before they wondered off to fall back into a deep sleep much like their
"Shit, I'm late, I can't believe this!!!!" Makoto shouted as she ran
from the bathroom looking for a clean blouse. She might have always been a
clean person but lately she has been forgetting where everything was and
was searching aimlessly for things that were right infront of her. Her
height had given her an advantage of covering a large amount of space due
to her long slender legs and big strides.
She was about to turn the corner to search in the laundry room when a body
suddenly appeared infront of her. She held in a small scream and placed
her hands on his shoulders, "Sorry, excuse me."
The deep green concerned eyes of her son stared at her curiously as
he tried not to laugh at her for being late again, "Mom you are worse than
me and Michelle lately, you ok?"
"Yeah," was the grunted reply.
He was about to say something else to this tall woman before she left
but before he could get out the words the front door had slammed shut and
his mother was out of sight. He let out a sigh and went to find his
homework before he left.
The house was a small one, but big enough to fit a family of three
which consisted of a mother, son and daughter. They never knew who their
father was, but all they knew was that their mother was a strong woman from
Japan who had ran away to American and had raised two children who were
cool, collective, responsible, and none troublemakers. No matter how many
times they had been thrown out of apartments onto the streets, barely any
money for food Makoto had risen up above it and done whatever she could to
give her kids what the needed, which included years of being moved around
in different schools. Now they had their break. Makoto had a great job as
a head chef at a fancy restuarant making a good deal of money while both
of the kids had after school jobs and could pay for what they wanted which
included trucks and clothes and music. They had a place to call home
perminately and make friends they knew they could keep for a while. A
great accomplishment for the small family.
"Come on, I'm ready to go and you are sitting there staring off into
space. We don't need to be like mom and be late, lets GO," his sister was
yelling threw the front door on her way out.
Makoto sighed loudly as she was about to start cooking her next
order. She rolled up the sleeves to her elbow while glancing at the paper
before deciding what ingredents she wanted to use. The place she worked
was amazing to her. It was very expensive and only the high class people
could afford it. It was full of crystal chandeliers that hung from the
ceiling in the main room, the lobby, the kitchen and even the bathroom.
Dark red carpet that reminded her of blood was spread out on the ground in
every room. Exotic flowers and candles filled the lobby and dinning hall
which gave off a romantic atmosphere, she hated it. The only reason she
worked there was because it could give her the money she needed to pay her
bills and provide food for Michelle and Damion. A small sad smile played
her lips as the thought of her kids filled her mind.
"Miss. Makoto, you can take a break. You look like you need one,"
her manager had told her as he walked into the room. Mr. Edwards was an
older man in his fifties with white hair replacing his originally jet black
hair. Makoto has smiled at him as she nodded her head thank you. She had
always hated guys and never really talked to any since coming to America
but since she had started working there he had taken a special liking to
her and took a fatherly roll to her. He knew about her family situation
and helped out as much as possible but giving her raises and a head
position, which was earned since she was the best chef he had ever come
There was hardly anyone in the place when she went on break. The
tall woman made her way to the window table with a glass of water for her
small break. She noticed that at the corner table was a couple and one
person sitting at a middle table and that was all that had filled the room.
She could have cared less, until she picked up on the couple talking in
her native tounge. *Interesting, maybe I should sit kinda close and see
what they are talking about. I mean I know I don't look Japanese so I
doubt they would think I understand them.* The man sitting had black hair
and deep blue eyes filled with love, of course for the woman he was with,
Makoto hoped anyways. But the closer she got the more she noticed the
woman's hairstyle, blond hair with two balls of hair at the top that looked
like meatballs. *Reminds me of Usagi-chan, Kami I miss them all.* She
sighed and sat down staring off across the room lost in her thoughts about
her old friends.
"PLEASE SIT DOWN EVERYONE, AND THAT INCLUDES YOU TWO MICHELLE AND
DAMION KINO, DON'T YOU TWO SEE THAT I'M TRYING TO TEACH A CLASS HERE?!?!"
Ms. Mizuno yelled across the classroom, her blue hair covered her angry
blue eyes which was a good thing. Everyone stopped dead and stared wide
eyed and mouths dropped to the ground at their teacher's outburst. Never
before had they heard her yell until now. And they all knew they were in
Ms. Mizuno then realized her outburst and put her head down slightly
and sighed, "I apologize to you all about that, Michelle and Damion, you
two are to stay after class for a little talk."
Michelle sighed softly and stared at the window listening her
teachers request to stay quiet. She was like her mother, in everyway
possible. She had the same emerald eyes and long brown hair her mother
did. She even had the same build and height of 5'8". If they were the
same age they would have been identical twins. It seems like her brother
too got the traits, except he was a guy, short hair and slightly taller
than them both.
*Why is the goddamn class so boring, we only get in trouble cuz me
and Damion try and lighten the mood in here try and have fun while
learning. Why hasn't she figured that out yet, Ms. Mizuno is so
intelligent, but not with human actions and emotions it seems.* She
glanced over to see her brother smiling at her, so she smiled back, *what
is he up too?*
Damion's hand shot in the air and waited patiently to be called on
with a huge smile on his face, he heard is sister groan in response.
"Ms. Mizuno," he started while thinking of what to say, "did you
know you look like Sailor Mercury? My mom is from Japan and I have seem
pictures and you look a lot like her, did you know that?"
Everyone in the class was snickering at his words while Michelle was trying
to get him to shut up. Even though when he did say that she did notice it
for the first time, but that was besides the point.
"Damion," she sighed while placing her left hand on her forhead, "get
out and go to the dean's."
Just as those words left her mouth the bell rang and signaled everone
that they could go home. Michelle just sat there as the kids gathered
their books and left, and as for her brother he started to leave with them
but then noticed the death glare his teacher was giving him. Once the room
was clear she sat down at her desk and looked at the two teenage twins.
"Why do you two cause me so much trouble?" she asked in a soft voice.
"Well..." Damion began "We...
"...NO no, We think that this class is too boring, we try and lighten
the mood so we are more relaxed so we can learn better. Neither of us can
learn well when we are bored. I'm sorry, but this class is so boring I
don't find interest in it." Michelle cut in.
Mrs. Mizuno sighed again and looked at them, "It's chemistry, it's
not supposed to be fun. I think you two just have something against me.
Anata wa Baka aren't I?" She looked at them. "Sorry you probably don't
what I said."
"We don't think you are an idiot, we just wish you would make class
alittle more funner. You know, blow up some stuff or something." Michelle
smiled at her, "And yes we understood, we are both Japanese."
Ami just sat there in silence as she thought for a minute before
speaking to either of the kids infront of her again. "I'm sorry, I
understand now what you mean, but I am still going to have to call one of
your parents. May I ask their names?"
"Don't have one."
Makoto was running around doing the finishing touches to making the
house look clean. Her kids had gotten in trouble and their teacher had
called the house requesting to speak with her about them and since she had
wanted to get this over with as soon as possible she had asked the woman to
come over and talk about it. *Why am I going through the trouble again? Oh
yeah, I need to see how badly I should punish the two tonight.* A knock on
the door had snapped her out of her thoughts. She ran quickly to the door
and opened it.
Their stood a woman about 5'2" with short blue hair and blue eyes.
Makoto choked back a sob as she thought about how this woman reminded her
of her Ami. The blue haired girl that she had loved and had a relationship
with in her past in Japan. *Oh Kami, is it really my Ami?*
The woman at the door extended her hand and introduced herself, "Hi,
I'm Ami Mizuno, your children's Chemistry teacher." Ami stood there
patiently, but slightly uncomftorable with the odd look this woman was
giving her. Ami cleared her throat enough to snap the woman out of her
"Uh, Sorry, um, I'm Makoto Kino. P-Please come in," she moved out of
the way to let her in.
*Please Kami, tell me this is my Makoto, I need her. Man, this is
going to be bold on my part, but it looks just like her.* "Jupiter?" the
word left Ami's lips quietly, but loud enough for Makoto to pick up on it.
Ami noticed the woman turn ghostly white and step back.
"KAMI! AMI-CHAN!" Makoto had hugged the girl suddenly and broke down
in tears, along with Ami. " I missed you so much."
"Mako-chan, you have no idea how happy I am to know you are still
alive," she said through tears, "I could never stop thinking about you, I
always thought that we would never find you and that you left because of
me." She pressed herself into her found love and cried harder.
*No, she thinks this is her fault, no Ami it's not. How can you
think that?* Many emotions were visable in the mother's green eyes as she
looked at the blue hair of her old friend and lover. Pain, fear,
Happiness, confussion, sadness.
Makoto took Ami's soft small hand in hers and lead her to the kitchen
to get some tea. Ami kept stealing glances as Makoto fixed the tea. Once
she say down they both looked at eachother for what seemed like forever to
them, but in reality was only a couple minutes.
Ami hesitated,"...Um, Mako-chan, why did you leave? Did you leave
with another guy because, well I mean you do have kids."
Makoto sighed silently, she knew now that she was going to have a lot
of explaining to do, both to Ami and her own kids about her past, but her
kids can wait.
"Yes, I know, I didn't want them. I know you remember that last
night we had together, how we made love to eachother. On my way home I
couldn't have been happier, I did nothing but think about us and what we
had, I didn't seem to care what was going on around me. I have hardly ever
felt like that until I met you. Well I took some of the back ways home and
there was a group of guys standing around drinking and looking for trouble.
Why I never turned around when I noticed them I will never know, but I
kept going. They saw me and came over so I ignored them as much as
possible and that didn't go over very well with them. The one, he was the
dirtiest man there, grabbed me by the waist and threw me up against the
wall of the building. I struggled but there were too many guys that there
was no way I could get loose. They had weapons and with their knives they
cut open my clothes," she paused trying not to cry again, " They were
touching me and I didn't want them too, I tried so hard to make them stop.
I felt so violated I didn't know what to do. Soon they had all forced
their way into me and they all had their turn to fuck me against my will.
After all this I went into shock and didn't wake up for a couple hours.
When I did i was so scared that I ran away to America, I felt so ashamed of
myself, I thought you guys would have thought me to be dirty, but I wasn't
sure. Soon after I got here, I found out that I had gotten pregnant and I
refused to give up my children so I kept them. I have been through so
much, being kicked out of various apartments onto the streets, moving them
from school to school, going from job to job to feed them, I finally got a
break when I got here and now we are doing good. We all work now and we
have extra money to eat with, but I am so happy I decided to keep them,
they are wonderful and always there for me, as well as eachother. I wish I
had stayed there, but I didn't want to burden anyone with my problems, I
was scared, and I missed you all. Especially you." Makoto ended in tears.
Ami had wrapped Mako-chan up into an embrace to comfort her as much as
possible as she cried continuously.
"I'm here for you now, and I always will be from now on. I love you,
"Ami whispered into the woman's ear as she began to slowly calm down.
Let me know if you all would like me to continue.......