In progress. Sorry, ran out of lunch time. ^-^ And I was just getting to the meat of it, too! Darn.
Title: In the Dark of Night
Author: Raya
Theme: Minako / Far Away
Genre: General
Version: Manga (post StarS / pre Crystal Tokyo), Raya's 'Forever Young' universe
Rating: G
Word Count: ~TBD
Disclaimer: Minako, Artemis, Michiru, and Haruka belong to Takeuchi Naoko. I have merely cut out these photographs, stuck them on popsicle sticks, and used them as puppets in my old fashioned home theater.
Canon, spelling, grammar, and punctuation corrections are appreciated. So is constructive criticism and general comments. Please let me know if you see something that you like or that should be corrected. Thanks! - Raya
In the Dark of Night
Nighttime was the worst, especially nights like this. Minako fiddled with the tuning dial for her portable radio, then slapped at the power switch in disgust. Nothing to hear but white noise, and that blended in with the pouring rain so well it might as well have been silence. Her iPod battery had died about halfway through setting up the tent, and Artemis had abandoned her just moments before that.
Not that she really blamed him. They had been grating on each other’s nerves for the past two or three days, and apparently he had finally had enough. Still, it would have been nice to have someone to talk to. Someone to help her stay distracted.
As she turned to sit back down on her sleeping bag, the bright pink corner of her Nintendo DS Deluxe sticking out of her backpack caught her eye. Her face lit up as she lunged for the system, and then crinkled in a wince as she scraped her knee on the hard packed earth.
‘Forgot to attach the floor sheet again,’ she thought absently as she tugged the minicomputer free. ‘Hope the rain doesn’t run under the tent tonight…’
She settled back on the sleeping bag with a sigh of relief as she pressed the power button and reached for the little stylus. ‘Now, what shall I play? Zelda? Rock Star? Oh yeah! The newest Pet Shop game. That’d be cool…’ She popped the little cartridge into the side of the mini-console.
The bright, cheery sounds of the game’s opening music strove mightily against the drone of the rain pounding on the tent and ground. And then, just as the opening sequence began, the tiny screen went blank. Minako frowned and nudged the scroll. Nothing happened. She hit the power button again, and the sequence started over. This time, it did not even get through the opening theme before going blank.
Her frown deepened as she tried two other games with no success. Finally, she dropped the system into her lap with a disgusted huff. Apparently, these batteries were dead, too. “Great,” she muttered as she glared at the wall of the tent. “Just my luck. Fine. Guess I’ll just go to sleep.”
She considered laying the game on the pack next to the bed, and then shook her head. Better to put it away where it wouldn’t get damaged. Money for games was tight enough. There was no way she could easily replace the system if it broke. Groaning as she crawled across the ground helped relieve a little of her frustration. Finding the stuffed rabbit squashed into the corner of the backpack relieved it a little more.
She tugged the toy free, put the game system away, and then lifted the backpack up to rest on top of another pack. “There,” she said brightly to herself. “That should work if the water comes in after all.” She smiled wryly at herself and then settled back on the sleeping bag.
She debated crawling in, and then decided that the fleece lining would still make it too uncomfortably warm. So, she reached down for the heavy sheet she had thrown across the foot of the bag and pulled it up to her shoulders. Arms wrapped around the fluffy brown bunny, she lay on her side and composed herself for sleep.
Yes, nighttime was the worst time. No one to talk to. No distractions. Nothing to do but think and sleep and dream. Think and dream of home, of the friends and dreams she had left behind.