Unlucky for Love (Part 1)
There are many words and phases to describe Makoto Kino. Strong, powerful, big hearted, down to earth, sincere, truthful, good-natured, caring, some could even call her a sweetheart. People loved her cooking, she was elegant as a ice skater, she knew her flowers and plants, she could fight like Bruce Lee but only if they deserved it. Beat the bad, protect the good. Ami idolised her as every time the intelligent blue hair girl saw the ponytailed brunette, she wanted to squee had her own anxiety didn't kick in. Yet she feels safe with Makoto. A guardian among a guardian.
She was honest as well like the time Usagi got herself a Sailor V cosplay and Makoto awkwardly laughed as the top failed to go around Usagi's chubby stomach. She told Usagi that "it was too small and that she should cut down on the cakes" even though Usagi didn't take it well and cried thinking that Makoto was being mean however she promised Usagi that she could have either a different costume or one in a larger size. Usagi then hugged her and thanked "Mako-chan" who gave her a hug back. A heartwarming hug.
There was one problem... It could be considered a big problem. No man ever wanted to be with her. It wasn't like with Minako where she has anything to lure a man into her sights yet her loves end up dying because unwilling her choice in men happened to be youma or a deceased general. Then again Minako loves women just as much judging by her body language towards Rei, Usagi and allegedly Haruka but for Makoto... Her dream after having her own bakery or flower shop was to have a family. Before she moved to Tokyo alone and before her puberty had kicked in, people around her in the countryside made comments about her caring personality and motherly instincts. Even her own parents had said that she would end up being an amazing mother one day.
Her puberty was the second worst moment in her life after losing her parents, suddenly she became really tall and more masculine in appearance. It was like a child going straight into adulthood despite still being a teenager in the inside. Sometimes people thought that she was already an adult, even Usagi and Ami when they first saw her thought that "why is that adult off to junior high?" but never told her that.
One day she was walking down the street, it was a weekend and she wanted to go to the park to meet with Usagi and Mamoru, not as a couple though... Usagi was playing with Minako before heading out shopping while Mamoru was at the other side of the park sat on the rocky edge of the lake to himself. She wanted to give Mamoru some roses yet he never told her why he wanted them...
Walking towards her at the opposite direction was a teenage boy looking like he was about 15. Short black hair, green T-shirt but not any green, the same green that Makoto has for her eyes or her Sailor Jupiter outfit. His cheeks were small yet soft. His blue Ami-like eyes were dream like that she kept looking at them. She dawwed to herself, she finds him cute and gently walked towards him to say "Hi".
He looked up and saw something entirely different. A tall, scary woman who looked annoyed despite that she was staring at him. She had a cap and was wearing a yellow bomber jacket. He was doubting whether she was a woman... He was told never to talk to strangers and she was certainly strange to him. She was moving her hand up but was looking in his perspective like a fist. He decided to slowly walk backwards afraid that she was there.
The teenager trembled, "Go away!"
"Your eyes and cheeks are so adorable", smiled Makoto as she was being friendly with him.
Despite trying her best and thinking that he was playing hard to get, he was still walking backwards however the pace increased. He was terrified desperate to look away from her but it was all that he could see. She was being kind and complimented him but he had thoughts otherwise. Thoughts far more sinister.
"You're going to beat me up... No woman dresses up like you... You're one of those delinquents... No...", the teenager paused as he looked at the brown fringe on her hair and remembered, "You're Makoto... I don't want you anywhere near me!"
As the teenager turned around and started to run, Makoto shouted, "Wait!"
Running as fast as he could, he was trying to avoid Makoto who because she found him cute and wanted a date was charging like a bull or Zenigata wanting to capture Lupin. Even when he turned around a corner wanting her to lose him, she still managed to keep the sight on him. To the teenager, she was like the Terminator and she wanted him dead.
He had reached a police box puffing and panting as he managed to get some distance between himself and her. He was tired from running down four streets from where he was, four streets away from where he wanted to go. After catching a little breath, the young man looked up and saw a police officer. Unusual for the time, it happened to be a male police officer since normally he sees a female officer in the box and knows the area off by heart even though Makoto also happens to know the area. The officer looked like he was in his 40s has he had some grey hair by the sides of his head yet his cap was hiding more.
The officer smiled and asked, "What can I do for you?"
"Godzilla's coming! Godzilla's coming!", shouted the panicky teenager while pointing towards Makoto who was at the far distance.
At first the officer laughed, he thought that the person had an imagination. Then he heard a rumble as Makoto was getting closer and closer. He was unaware that the rumble just happened to be her stomach digesting some food. Having a quick look at the shadow and seeing a tall yet fuzzy brown and yellow thing, his smile dropped and looked at the fear of the boy who was shaking his body, gently shaking but noticeable to the officer.
"It might not be Godzilla but that sure does look like a monster..."
The officer quickly patted his uniform looking for a gun to take down the "monster" however he gulped as he was the lowest rank in the MPD. The kind who are in police boxes to give advice, find lost property and in his division, one of the few men in a women dominant sector. In his spare time on the job, he also handled traffic duty. He gave a quick look and saw the brunette, he had to think fast either to report to other officers regarding Makoto or to leave his post. On the radio, he just received a message.
"Reporting all local police in the Azabu-Juban area, a short blonde haired female juvenile delinquent is on a motorbike doing 160km/h. Current location moving from Roppongi towards the residential area."
The officer picked up his walkie talkie and replied, "Understood, roger."
Both the teenager and the police officer nodded as it was an excuse to get away from Makoto with the officer pursing a woman that describes Haruka who wasn't far from the police box and the teenager was still scared of her. Firstly the officer got out of the police box and ran towards the motorbike that was there, he jumped on and drove off.
The teenager ran towards the motorbike but it was just too late as the lady biker drove directly towards him and knocked him down flying forward and then slightly to the right, he was laid on the road cold.
Makoto quickly turned her head towards the biker who pulled her tongue out at her while driving away, she was furious snarling at her direction and had the biker not being going 100km/h, she would have dealt with her with a good kick. In a way, she was relieved that it wasn't Haruka as her hair went down to just below her chin and had it being her, Michiru would had to sleep in bed alone for the night.
She turned her head back towards the teenager and then heavily sulked. It was her fault that he was like this as the body did not move a muscle. The officer that was pursuing the woman had just arrived and saw the body on the ground as well as Makoto standing there, he got off the bike and rushed towards the teenager. He felt his wrist and it was cold, quickly looking away like he knew what happened. Dead.
Makoto growled to herself, "Why does this happen to me?..."
The officer looked and saw Makoto, he got a clearer look at her with a stern face.
As she saw the officer Makoto panicked with her hands in the air, "I... didn't... kill him.... I didn't mean to scare him... I thought that he looked cute..."
She then started to quiver her lip then a tear dropped right down from her eye to her face. As the officer saw Makoto shredding a tear, he knew that she was telling the truth. She wasn't a monster, she just happened to be tall. Very quickly the officer blinked and sulked copying her own facial expression. The boy is dead and understood that it was a misunderstanding. He died from fright, scared that Makoto might have hurted him but she wasn't like that. She would have gave him a hug to make him better or at least hanged around for a few weeks before developing a low key romantic relationship even if her heart says otherwise.
Being upset that it happened and broke down, Makoto stuttered, "If you want to charge me... you can do... Why I am born... in this body...? Why?"
"Don't worry, I saw the juvenile delinquent coming this way", sighed the officer as he looked directly down towards the body, "I'm sorry too for being cowardly, if I haven't left my police box that boy might still be alive."
She nodded as the officer was being honest, a quality that she likes but decided to walk away with the officer towards the nearest police station after he had phoned up an ambulance in case if the boy went into a coma but most likely to the morgue. Not to be arrested, rather than she was the witness for the crime that was committed. She was kind of relieved that she wasn't arrested as she had expected but her heart wasn't. If only she didn't have a crush on the teenager...
Peeking from behind a corner of a shop was a young man with black hair that was slightly scruffy at the top, he wore rectangled yet was more oval glasses showing Ami-like blue eyes and had smooth, large cheeks but all that was there was his head as the rest of his body was hiding. He watched the entire event. The expression says it all... He was really unhappy and sniffed his nose and turned away as soon as Makoto had left with yet again a broken heart...