Monday: Hurt/Comfort

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Hello, comment_fic friends! I’m drabblewriter, jazzed to be your benevolent overlord for the week, and our first theme is my personal favorite fic genre, hurt/comfort. Today's the day we put our faves through the emotional and/or physical wringer, then send someone in to make them feel a bit better.

Just a few rules:No more than five prompts in a row

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Fill: Usagi Tsukino + Makoto Kino

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Usagi sighs for the umpteeth time that night, Makoto had lost count after the hundredth time. They were supposed to be studying for their upcoming exam. Usagi had been whining and asking questions about the material all night, but the last hour has been eerily quiet.

“Usagi, if you don’t want to study anymore all you have to do is say so. You don’t have to sigh and sigh until you’ve gotten my attention,” Makoto looks up from her book, frowning at the blonde.

Usagi had long since moved from the table to the window, her knees drawn up to her chest with her chin resting on her arms.

“It’s not that,” Usagi answers, blue eyes focused on the night sky. “Mako, do you ever miss home?”

“Usa, you’re not that far from home.”

The blonde shakes her head, “Not here. You know,” She points out the window. Makoto abandons her books with a sigh and walks up to the other girl. A full moon beams down at them.

“The Silver Millennium,” Makoto whispers.

Usagi nods, not once looking away from the moon. “I miss it, sometimes. It was so beautiful. The castle. The pillars with the fountains. Mother. I will never forget the amazing view of Earth from the courtyard.”

A smile tugs at the corner of Makoto lips, “You always did have the best view of Earth.” She sat down besides her friend, her arm wrapping around Usagi’s shoulder. “Do you remember all those times Ami would chase after you to make sure you didn’t skip on your study lessons? Or Rei hounding you about meditating and practicing the proper etiquette of a princess?”

Usagi laughs, “Rei hated me so much when I didn’t practice enough. I never got into much trouble though did I?”

“No, Queen Serenity let you get away with a lot of stuff. She never punished you much for all the times you snuck out to see Endymion.”

Usagi leans into Makoto’s embrace and sighs sadly, “I want to go home, Mako.”

Makoto gave her princess a sad smile, “I know, Princess. I know. Sometimes I do too.”

RE: Fill: Usagi Tsukino + Makoto Kino

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Aw, this is so bittersweet and exactly what I wanted; I love it.