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She couldn’t be home for this, and she didn’t want to go to Makoto’s apartment.
It was silly, if not downright irresponsible to become Sailor Mercury when there wasn’t a threat that demanded her presence. She worried if the others would find out and scold her for it. She would, but what did that say about her? The others were more than friends, they were sisters, but that made everything all the more complicated.
Stars above her and stars below her; Tokyo Tower has the best view at night, though many don’t get to see as high up as Mercury could right now. Beauty alone wasn’t a good enough reason to be here though, sitting at the edge of the highest platform hugging her knees. She wasn’t cold, she was holding herself together, trying to think of what she could say or do to make this all right again. There’s nothing scarier than not knowing what to do.
Makoto would find her soon. She had demanded to meet Ami at home, but logic and reasoning weren’t strong enough to hold the genius girl in her apartment. She didn’t even believe the title of genius was right for her. She ignored it when people called her that, believing she was smart only because she worked hard at it. Geniuses are smart without even trying. And surely a genius knew that running from a problem could never solve or fix it. She knew this, but Ami still ran like a coward.
She must have been a coward, if she allowed herself to not stop Makoto from kissing her. She had known that her friend, the person she thought of most as her big sister, was hurting from a bad break up, and that she simply was seeking the love and attention she had lost. The kiss was…an accident. Makoto never showed any signs of being bisexual before, and Ami liked to think that she knew her better than anyone. When there was a seemingly cute guy around, she would be right there with Minako and Rei, watching him walk by and letting their minds wander. Makoto only liked boys, and if anyone would have believed different then it would have been Minako. You just can’t hide these things from someone like Minako-chan.
Ami knew that was a fact, and there are only a handful of facts in this world.
Suddenly her visor flashed on, shielding her eyes as a crosshairs appeared to the east. She looked towards the target, not needing to read the energy signature to know who it was.
“That was fast…” Sailor Mercury said in disappointment. Jupiter was leaping rooftops at a speed of around thirty miles and hour and rising, with an estimated time of ten minutes before she reached the tower. The choice now was to stand up and leave, or stay and confront the girl that kissed her. What was she suppose to do?
If Minako was here, she’d have no choice. She would end up chained to the top of Tokyo Tower like some damsel in distress, forced into Minako’s romantic ideas of how two people come together through great distances and daunting circumstances. If Mercury was to leave now, Minako could find out about this later, and then her problems would only get worse. It was better to stay, face the problem, show Jupiter the reasoning behind her actions and remind her that she only liked boys; that only a boy could give her what Mizuno Ami couldn’t.
“I’m such a coward…” Mercury bit her bottom lip and jumped off the tower, free falling to an escape route she already had mapped out in advance.