Chapter 2: Stopping and Melting

A/N: I own not Sailor Moon, nor Modern English, nor the 80's. Not even the Flock of Seagulls haircuts. I still rock out my Casio calculator watch, though.

Makoto Kino jumped in alarm. She had been casually lounging on her day off from the restaurant where she was training to be head chef, eating popcorn and watching a show featuring the "Greatest 80's One-Hit Wonders." Just as "Mexican Radio" by Wall of Voodoo was finishing, the front door to Makoto's apartment exploded, and a winded Ami Mizuno stood in the doorway, panting like she'd just run the Boston Marathon.

"Ami-chan! Is everything okay?" the pony-tailed girl cried. "I…saw…flyer…thought…you…okay" the bluenette managed to choke out between panting breaths. Makoto frowned, trying to interpret what her best friend was trying to say. Though she was kind of cute when she got all flustered like this. Oh no! What was she thinking? Ami was her best friend in the whole wide world, heck, the universe! You don't just start crushing on your best friend. But then, Makoto realized that this wasn't a spur of the moment thing. This had been there all along, and she had tried to ignore it.

"Take a deep breath, Ames. Maybe I should get you a glass of water, or something." Makoto said. Ami just shook her head, took a deep breath, and said, "I was studying, and I saw this flyer for a family day at a theme park, and got depressed thinking about my mom and dad, and then I realized you had it worse, and this song played on my computer, and it made me realize that it's not all bad, and you've got it worse, and…and…oh, Mako-chan!" Ami blurted out the words as if it were the last thing she would ever get to do, then she collapsed into Makoto's arms, sobbing.

"I'm sorry. I just got so down thinking about this, and I never thought about people who have it worse, and I want you to know how awful I feel, and I'd do anything for you, Mako-chan! Because I…I…lo-love you." The bluenette whispered. Makoto was too stunned to reply. All she could do was hold her friend, while fireworks of joy went off in her head. Ami, her dear Ami-chan, loved her. Makoto was too happy for words. But she knew she'd have to say something, anything, to let her friend know that she felt the same way. Then, an idea popped into Makoto's head.

"Ami, you'd really do anything for me?" Ami could only nod. "Well, how about a dance?" Ami blushed, took her best friend's hand, and like magic, a classic song started to play on the TV. The couple dancing in the video mimicked the two Senshi as they slowly twirled in the light of the television. The singer began, and it went like this;

"Moving forward using all my breath.

Making love to you was never second-best.

I saw the world, crashing all around your face.

Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

You've seen some changes, and it's getting better all the time.

There's nothing you and I won't do.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

Dream of better lives, the kind which never hate.

Trapped in a state of imaginary grace.

I made a pilgrimage to save this human's race.

Never comprehending the race had long gone by.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

You've seen the difference, and it's getting better all the time.

There's nothing you and I won't do.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

The future's open wide.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

You've seen the changes, but it's getting better all the time.

There's nothing you and I won't do.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

The future's open wide.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

We've seen the difference, and it's getting better all the time.

There's nothing you and I won't do.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

I'll stop the world and melt with you.

With that line fading out, the two girls were left slowly dancing in the early evening light. Makoto looked at Ami, deep into her sapphire blue eyes, and smiled.

"Ami-chan, I'd stop the world to melt with you." Ami was about ask what that even meant, when she suddenly found herself incapable of processing coherent thoughts. A pair of soft, delicate pink lips had pressed firmly into Ami's own, and her last rational thought was, 'Oh my God, Mako-chan feels the same way! I'm so relieved!' before she gave into the moment and returned the kiss. In the background, the TV had started to play a new song, but the two girls could be forgiven for not paying attention.

The End

A/N: Well, due to an order from my CO, I put up another chapter to the "Song Story". Originally designed as a one-shot due to a perfect song, I'm gonna make more chapters, each revolving around a certain song that fits the mood. Read and review, please. If you want a song in the story, than let me know. It had better be a good one, though.